Friday, February 3, 2017
It was afternoon at the continuation high school. The afternoon classes are different than the morning classes. The morning students are a bit more focused.
The class was working on computers at their own pace through the lessons. Everything they need was pretty much on the programs, so my job was just to monitor. And unblock various lessons as they would become blocked.
(It's one of the weird components of this particular program. If the student goes back to redo a lesson they've not passed, it blocks them out. Sometimes.)
I've covered this class numerous times. Enough times that the teacher had shown me how to unblock things so the students could keep working in her absence.
I walked the room. One boy was on Netflix watching an episode of The Big Bang Theory. (It was a Big Bang Theory kind of day.) You know, instead of doing his work.
I told him to get to work. He told me he was blocked. He then said he knew I couldn't unblock him, so rather than saying something, he found a way to entertain himself.
Yeah, he could have asked. Because, I could, and did, unblock him.
I returned a bit later. What was he doing? Still watching the episode. Because he was getting "caught up".
Okay, so once, I'll let slide. But after I fixed the problem? Yeah, that's now something his teacher will hear about.