Wednesday, June 1, 2016
Monday. 8th grade English. They were to read quietly. And I had no issues with the classes until fifth period.
As I compared bodies to the seating chart (a couple of them were not where the chart said they should be), I discovered two more students than I should have.
"We belong here. This is our class. We were suspended for a month, and we've just returned..."
But their names weren't on the new class rosters, nor did they have a change of schedule form. So, they were lying.
The rest of the class, however, backed up their story. "They belong here..."
Sure they do. (I wasn't 100% sure they didn't belong. Only 98% sure.) Since the class was fairly settled, and calling security was just causing commotion (oh, how they vehemently insisted--the whole class--that the boys belonged when I tried that!) I decided to play along, making sure to add their names to the class roster.
Is it too much to hope they gave me their real names?
I don't know what they get out of this. They were marked absent (and it's marked as a "cut") in the class they missed. And our class was no fun. They were supposed to be reading quietly.
I made sure the boys did not sit next to each other. And remained quiet. Boring, I'd think.
Ah well. This should be a far more powerful lesson in why one shouldn't "visit" other classes. (And a lesson to the rest of the class in why they shouldn't play along.)