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Friday, August 26, 2016
Early Bell
I do keep an eye on the clock. At about two to three minutes until the end of the period, I announce to the class that it's time to clean up. But this day for fifth period, the class was packed up, cleaned up, and waiting by the door way before I made any sort of announcement. So, I asked...
"Why are you lining up at the door now? We've still got five minutes left of class."
"No we don't. We get out at 1:15."
"Nope. Class ends at 1:17." I pulled out a class schedule and showed him.
"But the bell rings at 1:15."
At a certain point the argument gets pointless, so we waited it out. 1:15... 1:16...
And the bell rang.
I was right. Well, sort of. Just because the clocks in the classroom were about 30 seconds slow does not negate this.
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LOL. They will try to argue anything won't they?
ReplyDeletebetty
Arguing and the need to be right are two of the craziest issues of the teen years! Glad they were wrong!!
ReplyDeleteSo true.
DeleteI remember a teacher doing this also when I was a kid.....at that time I thought the teacher was being really harsh...hahahaaa now i would make them wait until the right time too
ReplyDeleteOh, they weren't leaving until we got a bell. Not even trying to. It's just the lining up at the door... Makes me crazy.
Deletelol! Silly kiddos. Hope you have a great weekend!!
ReplyDeleteThanks. You too.
DeleteChalk up one for the teacher! Enjoy the win while you can. I'm sure there is another win/lose tug-of-war in your future...
ReplyDeleteOh, certainly. The next day, if memory serves.
DeleteI don't know why this amused me so much, except that I'm not a teacher. Maybe because, when I was a teen, I may have argued it? Alana ramblinwitham.blogspot.com
ReplyDeleteIt was meant to be funny. I try to save the funniest stories for Friday if I can manage it.
DeleteKids watch that clock, don't they? I remember those days. I wonder what would happen if you removed the clock from the wall (or took the battery out)...
ReplyDeleteHe wasn't looking at the clock on the wall. He was looking at the clock on his cell phone. (Not to mention all the computers with the time on them...)
DeleteSome teachers do that. They remove the clock, cover it up, or don't fix it when the battery dies. That really only bothers me. (I don't wear a watch.)
Isn't it amazing how important that minute is to a kid....
ReplyDeleteI know, right?
DeleteOh boy do I remember sitting in class and waiting for the last bell to ring so I could get the heck outa there!
ReplyDeleteI remember watching the clock, too!
ReplyDeleteWell, I still watch the clock. (Of course, some of of that is because I'm the one who has to tell them when to clean up.)
Delete1:17 is an odd time for a class to end, though. I can see why they thought it was 1:15.
ReplyDeleteThe classes all end on odd minutes. As they did at the schools they were at before.
DeleteHow did they land on 1:17 for the class to get out?
ReplyDeleteOh, the early class line-ups...even my kindergarteners seemed to have a sense of when it was lunch time or the school day was almost over. They would start getting antsy about 10 minutes before it was time to line up, or maybe that was just me ;)
ReplyDeleteOh yes, that they do. Even when you tell them they still have time to get something done before it's time to go.
DeleteI would have been very annoyed but in the end glad to see the back of them as I'm sure you were :)
ReplyDeleteThey weren't a bad group, really. But yeah, I was ready to see them go.
DeleteI'm ashamed to admit that when I taught, I watched the clock. I taught undergraduates, but I think I was more anxious to get out of the classroom than they were—it's all about choosing to be there.
ReplyDeleteVR Barkowski