For the last two and a half weeks before the end of the calendar year, I am covering a social studies class, special ed. Their assignments have been to continue reading through their textbook and outlining/answering questions.
Their teacher sent me links to online versions of their textbooks, so we could read together in class. They read a paragraph or two. Then "we discuss", which basically means I ask questions and clarify things that weren't necessarily clear in the text. (Or, in the case of their 15 year old government book, are out of date.)
Mathias volunteered to read. (I was calling on students, but I rarely turn down volunteers.) He turned on his mic, and. . .
As Mathias started to read, his little brother screamed in the background. (At least, I assume brother. The age of the child made it hard to determine, and he/she is pre-words. Just screams.) Mathias tried to shush him, but sometimes babies scream. And this baby wasn't going to be calmed. Especially while Mathias couldn't focus on him while trying to talk to me.
He apologized, while I assured him that wasn't necessary. Some things are just beyond one's control.
Theo's younger brother was a bit older than Mathias'. But he was yelping in the background, too. It sounded like it had something to do with school.
It's amazing what you can sort of tune out. I focused on the students. With things how they are, they can't help when their younger siblings are loud.
But it's not all loud younger siblings.
Imani volunteered to read. She had no screaming siblings in the background. As she read, though, when she'd mispronounce a word (this is frequent and normal), a male voice quietly corrected her. Brother, father, uncle, or other friend? No idea.
It's nice to know that some of them do have some help at home.
These are strange times.