Like all teachers, I have a hell class. Class 1-12. They are…or at least half of them are, the spawn of Satan.
So there’s a problem. I think I’ve lost them. I got out of class last week and checked my schedule to seen when I had missed them…and I hadn’t. I had just gotten out of their class. Strange.
BUT I gained some insight.
I decided I wanted them to get used to talking to me so I was going around table to table and talking to every single girl so they HOPEFULLY wouldn’t be as scared the next time. I listed the questions on the board and they were things they should have been learning since like elementary school like “what’s your favorite ____?” or “what do you hate?”
Well I got PLENTY of “I hate teacher“‘s…and I’d feign hurt and drop my head and pretend to sniffle a little…and they’d go OH!! NONONO! and then point to the back and say “teacher, I hate teacher.” As in one of my coteachers. Funny, I have problems with him too.
So I know partially why they are horrible little shits, but not why they decided it was suddenly time to behave, but hey, I’m not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
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