I feel flummoxed

Six Word Saturday

I should feel bad - you're expelled.



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But I don't.

Daily, I watch you make poor choices - not paying attention, not doing any work in class - one that you have already failed and are repeating.

You cannot get to class on time or follow basic rules.

You have taken disrespect for everyone to a new level.

And, as they tend to, the consequences for your actions have caught up with you.

I am sure you will return to school eventually.

Pardon me while I enjoy the silence of your absence and teach the ones who chose to act differently.

Pumpkin pi

This is a classic.

Herding Cats

Teachers are like snow flakes too

Better to be pissed off than pissed on.

Great idea!! Block texting!

PO has a great idea! Block texting during school hours. The kids still have a phone. They can still communicate with the outside world if they had to. But no texting.

I think my students would explode.

Six word Saturday

Putting my ego aside for now.



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This year, I am learning my limitations.

The classes are too large to reach everyone. Some of the students have not learned in so long (or sincerely do not care and are waiting until the can drop out) that it would be difficult to reach them one-on-one and impossible when there are 35 other needy kids in the class.

Add a few with behavior worthy of a chief Mafiosi (without any of the talent behind it - just persistent threatening behavior to the other students and the teacher, behavior that is difficult to communicate to those outside the classroom because words are not enough.

My best weapon? A smirk. How sad is that?

And the teaching? Fallen by the wayside and left behind.

But you've NEVER taught us that!

Doncha love it?

You teach a concept for 2 weeks, a month.

You assess during the lesson.

You announce a quiz.

The kids get the quiz and scream "You have never taught this!"

Sigh.

Life, Liberty, . . .

My students (well, some of them this year) seem to subscribe to this philosophy.

The literary qualities of math

Six Word Saturday

I don't understand any of it.



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You have been teaching a topic for 2 weeks. You have worked examples on the board (and told the students to copy it down). You have elicited previous knowledge in class discussions. You have had various students work problems on the board. You have had classwork days of working problems.

It is the day before a quiz/test and you ask if there are questions.

"I don't understand any of it."

OK, where did I lose you?

"I don't understand any of it."

Half of what you are doing is based on material they should have mastered 2 or more years ago.

I have no clue where to start explaining anything at this point. I usually rework whatever I am doing, knowing full well that the student is 1) yanking my chain to get Eddie-Haskell attention or 2) has finally awakened from a Sleeping-beauty doze to see the world has passed him/her by.

Put more than one of these students in a class (did you know that 5 * 7 is 18? or that the operation happening near W in A = LW is addition?) of 36 with no other adult in the room and Oy Vey! I have no clue had to fix it!

Happy Saturday!

Gripe. Bitch. Moan.

Six Word Saturday

Fall is here! Bring it on!!



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Here is a way we might be able to protect American honeybees. Supplement their pollen gathering with processed sugar for a generation or two.

Dream the Impossible Dream