Wednesday, February 4, 2009

I've got nothing

Once upon a time there was a boy in my seventh grade science class who was assigned to do an oral report on Saturn with me. I imagined the boy would have difficulty preparing for the assignment, so I did his part for him, and prepared notes for him to read from during the report, just in case.

As it turned out the boy had prepared his part for the report, so I tucked away my notes, and when we began to present, and the teacher looked down her nose through her glasses disapprovingly at him, he said aloud, "I'm not presenting."

"Why not?" demanded the teacher.

"Because, I didn't do it!" he shouted back, and ran from the classroom.

I was a little surprised. Offered my portion of the report, and have forever pondered over the incident that occurred.

I think it means, I ought to quit looking down on the funny kid who runs around like crazy and breaks rules left and right, because there ought to be some other way to get him to want to do what we're doing when we're doing it.

Any ideas? I've got nothing.

3 comments:

Talyn said...

I never figured it out with Nic. Of all of the hundreds of hours I spent with that kid I think he did some learning for about 2.

Tyson on the other hand just needed someone to listen to him occasionally. He also needed someone to cut him some slack when his life was falling apart and he couldn't concentrate on spelling tests. "That's ok Tyson, you can move your desk over there and cool off. Just do your best to make sure the rest of us can do spelling." He also needed his parents to stay put for more than 2 seconds.

Lark said...

I believe you have the right to inspiration regarding your students.

Sylvia Louise said...

You're compassionate, Jordee. I think most kids need compassion. Of course, I don't know anything about teaching--but I'm pretty sure I'd rather have you as a teacher than Mr. Swan. Terrible experience. Ask me about it later.

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