Another August Thursday at the continuation high school...
Considering the issues I had with this group just two weeks ago (on this day, this day, and this day), I was expecting more fodder for the blog. Nope. They did their work (mostly), and I needed to find ways to fill my day.
The teacher's desk was piled with worksheets. The students kind of work at their own pace, so at any given time, there can be as many as five different assignments out with them. And they were all stacked in one pile.
I noticed that a few had been paper clipped together into like assignments, so I decided my task for the day would be to finish sorting the rest.
Fourth period came in. I gave my usual speech, took roll, made sure everyone had something to work on, and then I went back to the sorting of the worksheets. I hadn't been at it two minutes when something made me look over at the class.
Two boys were on the floor doing push ups.
I didn't even say anything I was so stunned. The look I gave them must have conveyed this, as they stopped the exercise immediately. They said something about "a challenge" and then went back to their desks.
And the craziest part--the rest of the class sat back and calmly watched the show.
Well, that had to go in the note. I couldn't not share that with Mr. H.
Oh, and in case you were wondering, Juan was in that class. He had his backpack on. I guess he won his battle.