Sunday, March 27, 2005

PEERS!

I knew there were other teachers/instructors/professors/etc.. out there who, like me, blog about their experiences, and wish to remain anonymous. There was an article in today's New York Daily News, where a few are quoted.

I've added a bunch of links to the sidebar. I haven't read even a tenth of them, but they do look promising/amusing/interesting/etc... just read.

Tuesday, March 08, 2005

Who's higher on the totem pole?

Some of the students I work with are also taking GED preparation classes. Of course, they're at different levels, with some being closer to taking the test.

The other day, the level 2 students (higher level) had to share a room with the level 1 students. A few of the level 2 students said "Why do they have to be here?" Now, this isn't the first time this has happened. Level 2 students feel like they're better than the level 1 students, and sometimes they really show it.

The students in level 3 already have their high school diplomas or GED, and while they usually don't say anything about the other students, they do act a bit aloof. Many seem to think that they've "reached it", that they don't need anymore education and are somehow "better".

Meanwhile, a few of the level 3 students who are going to college, sometimes talk about their classmates as being "stupid" because they think that there's nothing else to learn.

But it all ends up as people thinking that they're better than others.

Friday, March 04, 2005

"How you gonna play me like that?!"

Today, I thought a student was going to hit me. It would have been a much cooler story.

"Greasey" (from the "Food and Drinks pt 2" post) walked in about 30 minutes late, says "I'll be right back" and leaves class. After 45 minutes or so, I go see if she's in the main office. She's not. So I mark her absent. I finish class, dismiss the students to their next class. I wonder where she is because her coat and bag are still in the seat.

As my next class is walking in, I hear someone say her name. As I turn, I see her dashing out of the room, saying "shhh!" I laugh, because it was something you'd see in high school.

Now it's the end of the day, and I hear "Mr. Teacher! How you gonna play me like that!? I turn to see Greasey almost charging at me. I thought, "This is it. The day a student smacks me." She's going on about me "playin" her when she was in class. She says "I came in, sat down.." I stop her, "No, you came in, said you'd be right back, put your coat down and left. You didn't even sit down." She says "But it was an important phone call!" I tell her "that's ok. You just won't get credit for MY class, which you missed. You came back AFTER the class was over."

She was steamed, but she knew she wouldn't, make that "couldn't", win. It's funny, when you catch supposed adults, who pride themselves on their "adulthood", acting like children, then acting even more childish when trying to get out of it. She left in a huff. Too bad. That's part of being an adult, dealing with the consequences of your actions and decisions.