Thursday, October 8, 2015
I was warned about 6th period. So, I was surprised when they actually settled to silence (with quite a bit of prompting from me). But the silence was tenuous. Every little thing broke it.
Monica seemed to be the center of the broken silences. She wasn't the only one talking, but when I clamped down on her, the rest of the class settled. Okay, then.
A boy walked into the room. He had a pass. For Monica. Oh, goody.
Monica packed up her stuff. Happily left. And the silences remained unbroken.
Ten minutes later Monica returned. She was ticked, and she had to tell the whole class her travails.
She had been called back to her 5th period class. Apparently, she had thrown some trash on the floor on her way out. The teacher called her back to pick up all the trash off his floor. And she was a bit put out by it.
I thought it was an excellent consequence for her actions. Luckily, the period (and day) was almost over, so I didn't have to hear about Monica's troubles any longer.