The Jr. High asked if I would teach “Industrial Technology”—and even though it’s not one of my requested areas, I figured, “Why not?” After today, I know "why not."
The students weren’t allowed to operate any shop tools (a wise call), so there was an alternate computer-lab assignment. The last class of the day didn’t understand the concept of “respect.” They were rude, they wouldn’t listen when I spoke, and were noisy! The teacher next door poked her head in, and asked if I needed any assistance. I needed all the reinforcement I could get…so I said “yes” and she proceeded to lecture the class. In the midst of her lecture, a student started mouthing off to her. She proceeded to warn Mr. Mouthy that the next step would be the office.
After this teacher left, the bad behavior resumed, the noise level continued to escalate, and Mr. Mouthy continued. I called the office and sent him on his way (and it just so happened that his mother was the secretary who answered the phone.) Removing this student didn’t even phase the class. (I seriously wanted to send 90 percent of this class to the office with Mr. Mouthy…)
Since they couldn’t handle the computer lab (and were disturbing other classes), we returned to the classroom. I gave them an impromptu assignment, “Respect: #1 - What It Means, and #2 - 10 Ways I Can Show Respect.” I told them it must be finished by the end of the hour, or they’d stay after school. Several of them whined that they’d miss their sports practice… (Oh, darn!)
Reading through their essays was so pathetic! There were comments such as, “I don’t have to respect you because you are only a sub, and you don’t have a classroom” and, “You didn’t deserve my respect.” (Really? And I didn’t deserve your rude behavior today, either!) But there were also essays that apologized for the lack of respect (and pointed out specific incidents: “Our class shouldn’t have….”)
It sounds like the regular teacher is Mr. Mellow, and he lets the students do whatever they feel like doing. I’m an easy-going, nice person…but rude is rude! I, for one, certainly won’t return to Industrial Technology…I don’t need a babysitting gig that bad
The students weren’t allowed to operate any shop tools (a wise call), so there was an alternate computer-lab assignment. The last class of the day didn’t understand the concept of “respect.” They were rude, they wouldn’t listen when I spoke, and were noisy! The teacher next door poked her head in, and asked if I needed any assistance. I needed all the reinforcement I could get…so I said “yes” and she proceeded to lecture the class. In the midst of her lecture, a student started mouthing off to her. She proceeded to warn Mr. Mouthy that the next step would be the office.
After this teacher left, the bad behavior resumed, the noise level continued to escalate, and Mr. Mouthy continued. I called the office and sent him on his way (and it just so happened that his mother was the secretary who answered the phone.) Removing this student didn’t even phase the class. (I seriously wanted to send 90 percent of this class to the office with Mr. Mouthy…)
Since they couldn’t handle the computer lab (and were disturbing other classes), we returned to the classroom. I gave them an impromptu assignment, “Respect: #1 - What It Means, and #2 - 10 Ways I Can Show Respect.” I told them it must be finished by the end of the hour, or they’d stay after school. Several of them whined that they’d miss their sports practice… (Oh, darn!)
Reading through their essays was so pathetic! There were comments such as, “I don’t have to respect you because you are only a sub, and you don’t have a classroom” and, “You didn’t deserve my respect.” (Really? And I didn’t deserve your rude behavior today, either!) But there were also essays that apologized for the lack of respect (and pointed out specific incidents: “Our class shouldn’t have….”)
It sounds like the regular teacher is Mr. Mellow, and he lets the students do whatever they feel like doing. I’m an easy-going, nice person…but rude is rude! I, for one, certainly won’t return to Industrial Technology…I don’t need a babysitting gig that bad
