Thursday, August 4, 2016
Silence is Golden
It was summer school. The kiddos were generally on task. They turned in everything they were assigned. They did everything they were assigned. And the major behavior problem I had was them getting too loud, especially when they were between assignments.
So, I wasn't too concerned with their cell phones.
I don't have an issue with them listening to music while they work. Just so long as I don't have to hear it. That's what earbuds are for.
But "Eddie Haskell" didn't have earbuds...
At various times I'd hear sound coming from his cell phone. He'd be playing some basketball game, watching some video, or listening to music. None of which I should have been able to hear.
I told him this. He didn't see my point. He wasn't bothering anybody.
Um, yes, he was bothering me.
So, he attempted to find something that wouldn't bother me. He and his friends discussed different types of music. They floated the idea of country music...
(Why do kiddos assume I'd like country music? I mean no offense if that's what you like, but I've never been a fan. And that they assume that's what I like offends me no end.)
...Then they thought about classical. They'd go with a Beethoven symphony.
For me, that wasn't the point. (The song he had on before was something I kind of liked.) The point was, I'd asked not to hear their music.
So, periodically, I'd hear piano or some other symphonic melody. And I'd go and tell him to turn that music off.
Deep, deep sigh.
(I did "offer" to hold on to his cell phone so he wouldn't be "tempted" to use it. That helped curb things a little. But cell phone rules are rather fluid at the moment. And as it was summer school and it appeared that Mr. C had allowed their use before, I was in a rather odd spot in terms of them. The regular school year is easier. I would have confiscated the phone and turned it into the office after the second offense.)