The worst thing I can say about today's groups was that they talked a bit too much. For 8th graders, that's high praise.
Things were a bit chaotic when I got to school. All I found in the classroom was a hastily written note on a Post-It with Monday's lesson plans. I was just about in panic mode when a neighboring teacher came by with the lesson plans for today.
So, I was kinda expecting to have to do battle with the students. I was pleasantly surprised.
It was third period, and they were talking. I walked the room to make sure that they were on task. Several students had the same complaint: their teacher gives them too much work. I listened, but I didn't have much sympathy.
I hear all sorts of complaints about the class' teacher on a daily basis. Sometimes I can see their point. Sometimes I've met the teacher, and I agree with them (inwardly--I can't say such things to the students). But today, I did not agree with them. This teacher is obviously doing something right.
8th graders can get wild and out-of-control so easily. It's nice when I don't have to do battle. It's wonderful when they actually do their work.
One class even worked silently for the entire period. Silently!