Breaking Phones

* “Dude, why are you trying to break your phone?”
“My mom said that I would get a new phone when this one breaks.”
“Look at this phone. It sucks! This is a replacement phone for the last one I broke.”

Omfg. Seriously?

Here is a pic of two of the signs posted in this class. Yes, it’s funny but sad that teachers have to post reminders about what are just plain good manners.


Day 2 of this sub job and the first class I have is the same advanced but terrible class as yesterday.

I had no choice but to lay down the law. It sounded something like, “Good morning and welcome back. Have a seat. (still talking, kids slowly move to their seats) Look, I let you get away with A LOT yesterday. Music. Phones. Being rude and disrespectful to me and the students who presented yesterday.”

Scary pause. Silence in the room.

“I will not tolerate it today. I admit, I do have high expectations. This IS an AP class–”

Mumbling from rude student yesterday.

“Excuse me?”


In the quietest voice I have ever heard him use, he cleared his throat and said, “I was just agreeing with you.”

I said, “Well, I heard you say something. I thought I heard you mumble and I wanted to make sure I heard everything.”

Another boy called out, “I heard it too!”

I gave him The Look and later talked to that boy who had the most eloquent apology I have ever heard: “Yes, I’m sorry. I should not have disrespected you like that. I don’t know what I was thinking. I’ve had you as a sub before too.”

I scolded him a little more but not before I said, “I sub here a lot. Consider this your warning.” No, it was NOT a threat. I speak to students as if their their parents were in the room, as if their principal was in the room, as if the teacher I am subbing for was in the room. The way these kids were talking in class you can bet your sweet patootie that all of them would be nodding along.

By the way, I am sitting in a classroom where students are giving a presentation on the sexual reproductive system. The class is silent. I, in the meantime, am dying inside. I am so immature.

This is what I did in between lectures and during prep:

Hey, at least I am not snacking on rubbish food!



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