Wednesday, November 1, 2017
The Tardy Boys
They waited until the bell rang to saunter into the room. Five 11th grade boys. Then one paused in the doorway. Just because, I think.
O ho! Someone's put himself (themselves?) on my radar.
And then... nothing. It was a U.S. history class. They had bookwork. They worked quietly. Ho hum.
So I thought I had a great title and nothing more. Until one of the tardy boys got up and sauntered to the other side of the room. He stood in front of another boy, waiting with his hand out. The boy reached into his purple can of Pringles and handed the first boy some chips.
This also is not especially blog-worthy. At least it wasn't until a second boy got up and repeated the first boy's entreaty. All three had been in the tardy group. And all three were seated as far away from each other as possible in the room.
I'm not a fan of eating in the classroom, but I chose not to fight that battle on this day. And I figured the incident was over. Until boy #1 got out of his seat again.
First boy #1. Then boy #2. And then boy #3 got out of his seat to deliver the can of Pringles to boy #1.
All the while, the rest of the class worked quietly.
But I had had enough. There was no reason for the roaming. Especially since the boys did have work to do.
The next day I ran into their teacher. Since the classes worked so well, she rewarded the students. Well, all except the boys I had named for the whole roaming thing. 😏