We were 45 minutes into 1st period when the boy arrived. The instructional aide asked for his pass. I went back to monitoring the rest of the special ed math class. But when the aide hit the ceiling, I turned my attention back to the late-arriving boy.
He had a pass, but he couldn't find it. He was digging through his backpack. He explained that he had been making up a test with Mr. M. No, Mr. Claus. No, Ms. L. And no, he didn't have a pass even though he dug through his backpack as if one existed.
The aide called Ms. L. Sure enough, the boy had made up a test with her. And she let him out 15 minutes before the beginning of the period.
What had he been doing for an hour? Looking for a restroom, he said.
One: there's a boy's restroom next door to this classroom. We can hear the flushing from the classroom. Two: it was very hot. Sure, it was early, but it was already not pleasant outside. Why would someone roam around outside in that?
The aide was angry. The boy ended up with lunch detention, for starters.
The 4th period class was very small. The three boys all arrived just as the bell rang. One of them asked to use the restroom. Fine.
Ten minutes later, another boy mentioned that the first boy had been gone too long. Could he check on the first boy? Upon his return, he told us that the first boy wasn't in the restroom.
The boy arrived shortly after this. Shoving a bag of chips in his pocket.
The aide asked where he had been. He lied and said the restroom. When he discovered that lie was caught, he said he went to get some water. And someone nearby just happened to be selling chips.
The boy then went into his pocket...
Uh, no. I informed him right then and there that if he went anywhere near those chips, he'd lose them. (I was sorely tempted to toss them anyway.)
Later in the period he asked for another restroom pass. A water pass. What, did he think I'd fall for that? Again?
Then he asked if he could eat his chips.
He ended up with lunch detention, too.