The sun is shining, the birds are singing and every single freakin' student in the city of New York has lost their mind.
On top of that, so has every teacher. You can feel is as you walk through the hallways...the emotions are just simmering beneath the surface before something- anything- happens that sets the whole building amok.
I have come to expect this every June. The final day of school, so far away in months past, is just an inch or so away. Students have long since realized that this is the time of the year to go ape shit over everything and anything. It's almost like they believe they have a free pass to go insane.
But teachers do, too...so I'm not necessarily complaining.
Case(s) in point:
*Spitting is on the rise, as well as farting.
*A student that would normally not harm a fly smacked a boy in the face for "lookin' at her funny."
*A kid "overdosed" on his asthma medicine, natch.
*One kid thought it would be a good idea to attempt a back flip from a chair. After her got off the floor and complained of back pain and a "broken liver," he realized that wasn't exactly a smart decision.
Even the usual threats I have used throughout the year are not having the same effect. Months ago, if I were to say, "Keep talking and you will lose P.E." they'd shut the hell up. Now, I try the same thing and their facial reactions are telling me to shut the hell up.
A coworker of mine but it best when she said that she wants to create a shirt with a simple message to all of the students in the school: "It's June. Stop it."
Amen.
God, I need a drink.
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