Friday, March 20, 2020
Last week I covered a biology class Tuesday through Thursday. On Wednesday, I was sent to cover a math class on the prep period.
I have covered this teacher's classes before. Mr. D is a special ed. co-teacher, so I was working with Mr. R (who I've written about before) for that period.
As soon as class began, Mr. R asked who had been absent the day before. They had had a test, and the absent students needed to make it up.
One of the students who had been absent the previous day was a special ed. student who takes his tests in a different room. (It's a common accommodation.) As I was covering for the special ed. teacher, I got to go with him.
The testing room was being used for an IEP meeting (which was the reason Mr. D was missing class, as he was the special ed. teacher in it), so the student had to go elsewhere.
As we were on our way to the library, I realized I knew a classroom that wasn't being used that period. And I had a key to it.
I asked Martin if he wanted to go to the library or if he'd rather take the test in an empty classroom. He asked if I was sure it was empty. In fact, once we got there, he was still hesitant to enter until he saw for sure there were no other students there.
Turned out, I had Martin in my sixth period class, although neither of us realized this as he had been absent Tuesday. So, he was familiar with the room.
He took a seat and got to work. And I proceeded to do the things I would normally do on a prep period. I had some stuff to pick up off the students' desks. I updated my note to the teacher. I read some blogs...
Oh, hey, I was keeping an eye on Martin. It was a test, so there wasn't much help I could provide. He was working. There was no one to bother him. He had a couple questions that I answered. But mostly I left him to it.
But still, it felt like cheating. I basically had the whole room to myself, and it felt like a prep period. But I was paid for having worked it.