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I got pissed off today. Stupid stuff, really, but I was pissed nonetheless.
I have this classroom full of boys. They’re always doing stupid shit—belching, farting, throwing paper, flipping each other off, threatening to beat each other up, throwing food in the cafeteria—you name it; they do it. They’re latest trick involves quickly rubbing the nib of a ballpoint pen against their desk so that the friction heats up the metal, and then they stick/burn each other with it. Today, after an assembly, I gathered these guys up and had them empty their pockets of all the pens they had stolen from my supply cabinet when I stayed home from school on Tuesday.
After being stripped of their weapons, a couple of them decided to be ballsy and turn smartass. I put up with it for about a couple of hours, and then I pulled out the phone numbers and started calling parents. Lo and behold, attitudes began to change.
One parent tripped me up, though. He said that he had been having trouble at home with his son, and he asked me what I thought he should do. I told him that I was calling him because I needed his help, and I reminded him that his options as a parent were greater than mine as a teacher. Duh.
I think there are about 11 or 12 weeks of school left. I can handle it, but I don’t know if these yo-yo’s will be able to. I would like to give their parents directions to my daddy’s farm. They can drop those fine children off, and I promise them that my daddy can work the smartass right out of them.
OK—I’m finished—I vented and I feel better.
Ya’ll have a great night in MyBloggerstown!
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