I got called into the assistant principal's office. Twice. In one day.
It was week two of the two week assignment at the continuation high school. I was covering the English 12 class. The teacher had retired.
The first time, I had sort of requested the interview. Student issue. The second time, however, took me by surprise. I was sure I was in trouble.
And I was in trouble. Sort of.
The students had complained to the assistant principal (AP) that I had been giving them too much work.
So, I told the AP exactly what I had assigned. I even emailed her copies of the all the assignments. She looped in one of the other English teachers, and I met with this other English teacher the next day to go over stuff. (I've subbed for Ms. S many, many times.)
Neither the AP nor Ms. S thought I was being unreasonable in my assignments. And it wasn't like I wasn't giving the students ample extra time to make things up.
In the course of our conversation, I mentioned to Ms. S that the AP had received complaints, and I wanted to make sure I wasn't overburdening the students. Ms. S then told me who the student was that complained...
I recognized the student's name. Because the school is so small, I know her face. But only because the school is so small. Not because I had seen her in class...
Ms. S and I had this conversation on day seven of my nine days covering this class. The student who complained? Had been absent all of those seven days. (She actually had the journalism class, too. She showed up for that class once. On a Friday. Twenty minutes late.)
Apparently the girl had asked what she missed of her fellow classmates and balked at the amount of work...
I'm not sure what she was thinking, but she hadn't spent any time discussing classwork with her classmates. That would have required effort.