Wednesday, February 24, 2016
I was called in to cover an English class. I had 1st period prep (no students). As I slowly set up (I had an extra hour, after all), the phone rang. I groaned. I knew just what it would be...
"Could you cover an extra period...?"
I whined and complained in my head, but I said yes. It's not like I really had anything to do, and they do pay me for it. Turned out the class I was to cover was right across from the room I was in. So, I didn't even have to walk very far.
We waited outside for security to let us in. Once inside, I looked around for what to give the kiddos to do. I found the roll sheet, so I took roll immediately.
Now I had to figure out how to keep the kiddos busy. It was the wood shop class.
Over the phone I had been informed that the teacher was running late. So, he hadn't left lesson plans. He was going to be there. But what do you give a wood shop class to do to keep them busy? Working on wood shop was out--safety concerns.
I hemmed and hawed. And then I heard a key in the back door... The teacher had arrived.
(The teacher got stuck in traffic. It happens. Not frequently, but it happens.)
Their teacher there, I could leave. I was probably there for about five minutes.