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Thursday, July 14, 2016
A Name Swap
Once again, it is Thursday, and I've taken a trip into the way-back files. This post originally appeared on January 15, 2011.
The bell hadn't even rung yet when I noticed the three boys in the back far corner of the room. Instead of entering the room, going to their seats, and getting ready for the period, they were playing around. As I couldn't get to them quickly (due to the teacher's bench, the distance to them, and the new student who was checking in), I had to yell at them to stop that right now.
I was ready for a bit of a battle with this group. The class was called survey of biology, and it was for the students who couldn't handle the standard biology curriculum. The rest of the Friday (regular biology classes) had gone relatively smoothly; the classes were a bit loud but on task.
I was not expecting the three boys in fifth period.
I finished taking roll and getting the new student squared away, and then I gave the class the assignment. Then I could walk around the room. I headed for the three boys. They were playing, and I needed to get them working.
The largest of the three introduced himself as "Tom". Then he introduced the boy sitting next to him as "James". "Tom" explained that "James" never does any work in class, so I should expect nothing from him.
However, I knew he was not Tom. It was luck, though, for I had marked Tom absent, and now I knew that Tom was present. Tom was the boy introduced as "James".
The third boy, so far unintroduced, was James. I knew this. For some reason, I remember James. I'm not sure why. I had him in class on Tuesday (where he was quiet and unremarkable). I remember noting that I hadn't seen him in a while, so when I saw him again Friday, I knew who he was.
I turned to the actual James and said, "Hello, James". James claimed that his name was Benz.
Not-Tom was Benz. He's another boy who I've known a while, and I couldn't remember his name until James claimed to be him. (I remembered it was distinctive, but that was all.) So, I said hello to the actual Benz, and he claimed to be... Oh, now I can't remember.
They attempted to confuse me, or maybe they were confused themselves. Benz flipped the introductions around, only making sure that he was using the wrong names for each of them. If I hadn't been sure of who they actually were (from having them in other classes) I might have been fooled. But Benz couldn't confuse me on this. (Besides, I've dealt with this sort of thing before.)
Once I made it clear I knew who was who, I walked away. I returned a couple times to check up on them. I thought about writing them up, but I couldn't figure out how to word the referral. And once the initial idiocy was over, they kept to themselves and didn't rile up the class (the rest of the class was working pretty well).
I guess they didn't remember that they'd had me in class before. Then again, maybe they did. Perhaps they thought that if they denied their names long enough, I'd believe them. Yeah, not so much.
Come to think of it, I haven't had a good name swap in a while. I don't know if it's the online attendance (with photos!) or if they know me and I know them just too well. (Of course, now that I've said this, it's sure to come up in the fall.)
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At least they didn't mess with the class. Although why they thought swapping the names would do any good when you could just write up all three and have it covered.
ReplyDeleteWe used to do that to subs all the time in grade school. Only the entire class would be in on it. Teachers always sat us alphabetically, so we'd totally rearrange (making sure boys only swapped with boys and girls with girls), and then rearrange again after breaks or lunch or whatever. We had so many confused substitutes....
ReplyDeleteGuess it keeps you on your toes, though!
I'm impressed that you all could keep that up. I've never met a class that could keep a name swap going for more than a few minutes.
DeleteOh my gosh! Anything to keep from getting to work!!
ReplyDeleteYeah, well, they were those kinds of boys.
DeleteLOL with them being confused with it all too with the names given. It was good though that they did finally get down to do the assignment.
ReplyDeletebetty
I know. I was so surprised. I expected them to spend a lot more time not doing anything.
DeleteKudos to you for not playing their game. If I were still teaching, you would be #1 on my list.
ReplyDeleteThanks
DeleteI can't believe that students would ever give up playing the name switcharoo game. Kids these days :P
ReplyDeleteCrazy boys *shakes head*
ReplyDeleteNot just boys for this one. There was this time with two girls...
DeleteYou must have a good memory!
ReplyDeleteNot really. Those students were just "memorable". And if you're going to pull something like this, being memorable means it's doomed to failure. And only "memorable" students tend to try this stuff.
Deletelol kids. I could totally see it working with twins/triples.
ReplyDeleteDo you do a lot of eye rolling? I'd be the eye rollingest.
ReplyDeleteNah. But I've perfected the "are you an idiot?" stare.
DeleteYour memory is better than mine, Liz! Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteNot memory. When a Samoan boy has a car name, he tends to be memorable.
DeleteKids seem to spend so much energy being foolish. Glad I made it to adulthood! Looking at my old diaries, I'm sometimes amazed I did.
ReplyDeleteIf only they realized how silly they look...
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