The Afternoon of Not Much Better!
So I dragged myself out of bed again so I could make it to my 3:00pm SuperGoal II class that is made up of Freshman and Sophmores in High School (I'm coming down with a cold for sure). Once again, no idea what I was supposed to be doing in this class but apparently in one of previous days of mass preparation I had already made lesson plans for this class. I didn't figure it out until half way through class so they didn't do me much good.
The class started out with....wait...a bit of background info. Last class which was five days ago I had spent 30 minutes lecturing them on the need to bring their book, workbook, notebook, pencil and homework to the next class. I said it as best as I could in spanish and english at least three times. So anyway, I opened the class with, "So, who has their workbooks?". This was followed by, "I bought mine but I don't have it with me right now? (in spanish)"
Me: "Por que no? (Why not?)"
Unknown Student (cause they were all talking at once): "No reason, I just forgot it!"
Me: "Va a tu casa... (Go to your house...)". At this point about 75% of the class walked out too. O_O
I proceded to try to gain my composure with the few remaining students in the class by thanking them for bringing their workbooks. While I was looking to see who had actually done their homework there was a knock at the door from one of the school helpers, we will call him Jose. When I opened the door I saw Jose and all the kids that, basically, I had thrown out of the class. So due to the fact that Jose doesn't speak english I had no opportunity to explain to him why the kids were not in my class. All I could do is open the door and look inviting to the kids that had just left the class under the impression that I had just kicked them out. Jose did manage to tell me that La Directora wanted to talk to me after class...GREAT!!! Anyway the class was rather pleasant after I continued to lecture them a bit more.
After class once again I had to force myself not to just turn the opposite way from La Directora's office and go straight home. When I got the office La Directora asked me what had happened and I had explained to her that they were lectured about this last week, blah, blah, blah and that one student had no reason for just leaving it at home and so I told him to go home and that's when they all left. She agreed that there was definately a misunderstanding and sent me on my way.
Can I just go home and overdose on cold medicine please?
The class started out with....wait...a bit of background info. Last class which was five days ago I had spent 30 minutes lecturing them on the need to bring their book, workbook, notebook, pencil and homework to the next class. I said it as best as I could in spanish and english at least three times. So anyway, I opened the class with, "So, who has their workbooks?". This was followed by, "I bought mine but I don't have it with me right now? (in spanish)"
Me: "Por que no? (Why not?)"
Unknown Student (cause they were all talking at once): "No reason, I just forgot it!"
Me: "Va a tu casa... (Go to your house...)". At this point about 75% of the class walked out too. O_O
I proceded to try to gain my composure with the few remaining students in the class by thanking them for bringing their workbooks. While I was looking to see who had actually done their homework there was a knock at the door from one of the school helpers, we will call him Jose. When I opened the door I saw Jose and all the kids that, basically, I had thrown out of the class. So due to the fact that Jose doesn't speak english I had no opportunity to explain to him why the kids were not in my class. All I could do is open the door and look inviting to the kids that had just left the class under the impression that I had just kicked them out. Jose did manage to tell me that La Directora wanted to talk to me after class...GREAT!!! Anyway the class was rather pleasant after I continued to lecture them a bit more.
After class once again I had to force myself not to just turn the opposite way from La Directora's office and go straight home. When I got the office La Directora asked me what had happened and I had explained to her that they were lectured about this last week, blah, blah, blah and that one student had no reason for just leaving it at home and so I told him to go home and that's when they all left. She agreed that there was definately a misunderstanding and sent me on my way.
Can I just go home and overdose on cold medicine please?
posted by Lotus @ 1/25/2006 11:00:00 PM
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