Thursday, February 27, 2020
Wednesday. Seventh grade English. Fourth period.
JT walked in late, but he immediately asked for a health office pass telling me he had a headache. He sounded like he was in pain, so when he returned a half hour later, I had sympathy for him.
But the minute he got back, he went for the standing desk.
Standing desk? A few classes have them now. They look like this:
The general rule is that if a student needs to, they can go back to one (there are two in each class that has them, and the teachers have them in the back of the room) and work from there.
I would think if you have a headache, the last thing you'd want to do is stand in class, but whatever.
The lesson for the day was SSR or silent sustained reading. They were reading books of their choice. The room was silent. The kiddos weren't even listening to music.
So, it was a surprise when I looked up to find JT dancing at the standing desk...
Throwing down random dance movies is a thing nowadays. Mostly in middle school, but I occasionally see it in high school too.
I blame TikTok.
(Things I never expected to have to say: "Stop dancing in class...")
Man, I wish my headaches went away that quickly. Unless he was lying about the headache. Could be either, really.