Thursday, November 29, 2018
I was covering an English class that day. Two periods of tenth grade and three periods of twelfth grade. At some point during second period I got a call. Could I cover a third period? I never say no to that.
I was told what room. I vaguely knew the place. I was pretty sure the teacher taught math. I may have subbed for her in the past. Although, I haven't covered her class this year.
When I arrived, the teacher was in the room. Apparently she was on campus all day at meetings, but she had forgotten something that third period was going to need for class, so she was hurriedly getting that ready.
Because no one told me what class it was, I asked the question, wondering if she taught algebra or geometry. "What class is this?"
I was not expecting that answer.
It was the Friday before Thanksgiving break. Their assignment was to write ten sentences about their plans for the week. I explained the assignment. Then my usual follow up was not going to work, so instead I told the truth.
"Normally now I'd say, 'If you need any help, let me know, I can help.' But unfortunately, I can't help you with this."
I roamed the class. One girl was stumped. She informed me that she was doing nothing over Thanksgiving break.
"So, do you plan on sleeping all day? Watching TV? Playing video games? Those are things..."
Apparently I was wrong. I could help. Of course, she was on her own for the translation.
(The teacher does teach math. And Mandarin. She teaches three periods of math and two periods of Mandarin. I just happened to luck out. Judging by the teacher's accent, I assume that she is an immigrant from China.)