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You're Mean


The class after lunch is small but boisterous.  After the first day of school, I knew they were going to be a problem.  I spent the entire first week trying to squish them like a bug while building relationships with them.  This is not an easy task.  Today I had a glimmer that perhaps I have made some progress.  Most of the hour was spent reminding them to do their work.  One student wanted to know what writing about a picture had to do with language arts.  On the wall I have five words repeated:  read, write, think, listen, speak.  "Which of those words does this lesson cover?" I asked.  The student was able to name four.  "...and that's what it has to do with language arts!" I stated.  At the end of the hour, they were hanging around instead of letting the next class into the room.  "Leave.  Get out!" I exclaimed. 
Three girls, who were hanging behind, laughed and said, "You're our favorite teacher."
"Get out!"  I repeated.
"You're mean, but you're still our favorite teacher," the replied as they left. 
Maybe, just maybe, it's working!

Comments

LH said…
Love this story.
I love the big kids.
They're so bad, they're good.
6:57 PM
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