Friday, November 4, 2016
Juan, a.k.a. Julio
It was the kind of math class where I had the students for two periods, because the students needed extra help with math. So, naturally, none of them really wanted to be there. Which, of course, means that I was spending all my time on behavior issues rather than getting any time, really, to spend on math.
The boy introduced himself as Juan. And I spent much of that first period with them calling on him. Not to answer any questions. I just wanted him to settle down so I could go over the assignment with the class.
He wasn't the only one, of course, but just one of the most vocal.
Between their first period in class and second, they had lunch. Upon returning from lunch, I went back over the roll to make sure all the students had returned.
It was then I remembered "Juan" from a previous class. He had told me to call him Juan then, too. Juan is not his middle name either (his middle initial is not J).
No wonder the rest of the class had so much fun calling him Juan. Oh well, whatever.
But for the second class, he was done with Juan. He said to call him Julio.
Okay, fine. I'll call him whatever he likes (well, within reason). I just had to make sure to call him Caleb in my note (for the not settling in class, not for using a different name).