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OK. So I spend all the first period of my morning core wrestling with the class from hell. By the end of it, I've sent two boys to other teacher's rooms. This is half of the quartet of students my mom calls The Four Horsemen. (Hell, or at least chaos, follows after them.)
Suddenly, the class is
a. quiet
b. in their seats
c. able to get out their books
d. able to listen to a whole lesson
e. able to do the bookwork following the lesson with only permissable moderate chatting
It was like heaven. It was so WEIRD. I got to praise the other two Horsemen for being on task! We talked about fairy tales! It was fun!
At the end of the period, I let them take a break, and the two I'd sent out came back.
Now the last lesson was social studies, and we were playing a game, so it would have been louder regardless, but chaos came back. Lots of 'please be on task' and 'Everyone stop talking. The consequences are in effect.' Over and over.
If I could just boot these two kids, plus one or two who need a more advanced class--OH, we could SOAR!
Anyway, it gave me the idea that maybe I'm not a total flop at this.
Suddenly, the class is
a. quiet
b. in their seats
c. able to get out their books
d. able to listen to a whole lesson
e. able to do the bookwork following the lesson with only permissable moderate chatting
It was like heaven. It was so WEIRD. I got to praise the other two Horsemen for being on task! We talked about fairy tales! It was fun!
At the end of the period, I let them take a break, and the two I'd sent out came back.
Now the last lesson was social studies, and we were playing a game, so it would have been louder regardless, but chaos came back. Lots of 'please be on task' and 'Everyone stop talking. The consequences are in effect.' Over and over.
If I could just boot these two kids, plus one or two who need a more advanced class--OH, we could SOAR!
Anyway, it gave me the idea that maybe I'm not a total flop at this.
