Wednesday, August 30, 2017
The class was one of those leadership-type classes that isn't ASB. (It's a kind of character building thing that serves as an elective as well as some extracurricular stuff.) On this day, they were going over the behavior expectations (code of conduct and code of ethics stuff).
So, it was discussion time. And we were at the continuation high school. (The other schools don't start until this week.) The part of the code of ethics about reporting criminal activity didn't go over well. ("We're not snitches.")
The discussion meandered, as discussions usually do, and we were interrupted by the phone. A student needed to go to the office. He left, and then he returned in a bit of a worse mood.
"I got some bad news and some good news."
The class wanted to know. The bad news was kind of expected. As for the good news...
"I can't say," and he indicated that he couldn't divulge the good news in front of me.
The rest of the class protested.
"What's said in here stays in here," someone pointed out.
The teacher has set the class up as a safe zone, where the kiddos can talk out their issues. And they have to know that what they say isn't going to be used against them later on. I get that. So, after telling me I couldn't "snitch" on him, he let us know about his after school plans.
The class laughed. And they looked at me. Apparently, I had a good enough shocked face.
Great. Something I can't let slide?
Yeah, see, that's the problem. I had no idea what he said. He was turned away from me, and mumbling a bit (and my hearing isn't always the best, especially in these circumstances).
So, I played like I heard. Gave him a stern look. And we moved on.
I so shouldn't have let him say anything. Sigh.
(The next day I had the same class, and he repeated that he got to smoke a blunt after school. Sigh. I think I was better off not knowing.)