Today I am linking up with Shannon at Life After I Dew with her "So What Wednesdays."
Showing posts with label frustration. Show all posts
Showing posts with label frustration. Show all posts
Wednesday, June 5, 2013
So What Wednesdays...So It Begins
Tuesday, March 12, 2013
What a Frustrating Class
Let me refer you back to this post: A Bad, Bad Day
I have no idea what to do with class. I have talked with parents, set up behavioral contracts, met with vice-principals and counselors, met with my mentor teacher and my BYU internship facilitator.
No matter what I have done, there are a few particular kids who I will call Ethan, Bob, Tony, and Amy. They are terrible, terrible kids. Honestly. And I hate saying that because I believe there's good in everyone. But these four, manly the 3 boys, cause all the trouble I have. And half the class, like lemings, like sheep, like monkeys, follow in their footsteps. If Ethan, Bob, and Tony make an innappropriate comment or shout-out, searching for a laugh, boy will they get a laugh. If they start talking to each other, the class will rise in an uproar. They are always trying to out-do each other.
No participation points for the day doesn't work. A call home doesn't work. In-school detention doesn't work. Talking to the vice-principals don't work.
Half the class hates them. They've told me.
A few have written me uplifting notes, like these.
Some have tried giving me suggestions as what to do.
One girl wrote me a note today on some makeup work.
So, I don't know what to do anymore. I'm fed up with those handful of students. I can't believe I am actually saying this (never thought I'd be one of those teachers) but I am relieved when at least one of them are absent!
I have no idea what to do with class. I have talked with parents, set up behavioral contracts, met with vice-principals and counselors, met with my mentor teacher and my BYU internship facilitator.
No matter what I have done, there are a few particular kids who I will call Ethan, Bob, Tony, and Amy. They are terrible, terrible kids. Honestly. And I hate saying that because I believe there's good in everyone. But these four, manly the 3 boys, cause all the trouble I have. And half the class, like lemings, like sheep, like monkeys, follow in their footsteps. If Ethan, Bob, and Tony make an innappropriate comment or shout-out, searching for a laugh, boy will they get a laugh. If they start talking to each other, the class will rise in an uproar. They are always trying to out-do each other.
No participation points for the day doesn't work. A call home doesn't work. In-school detention doesn't work. Talking to the vice-principals don't work.
Half the class hates them. They've told me.
A few have written me uplifting notes, like these.
Some have tried giving me suggestions as what to do.
One girl wrote me a note today on some makeup work.
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| Excuse her spelling, she is a special ed student of mine. And note, I don't scream. No. Never. I use a more strict, teacher-ly, "you are most definitely in trouble" voice. |
Teacher friends, if you have any advice, please let me know.
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