Showing posts with label School Stories. Show all posts
Showing posts with label School Stories. Show all posts

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Tales from Immature Juniors

Steve and I were out of town this weekend for a funeral in Utah, which was on Tuesday. There was no school on Monday so I only had to get a substitute for Tuesday. I guess my 4th period was horrible for my aid Nicole and the sub. They are a very wild and immature group of juniors. Nicole was so angry she pulled a few of the boys who were acting up out of the room and explained that Mrs. Bonner is at a funeral and is very sad and how do you think it is going to make her feel to know that they were acting bad? Nothing like a little guilt. Then she made the students who were acting up write down what they were doing, that they were sorry and then made them sign and date it. When I got back yesterday she had them read their sorrys to me and to the rest of the class. Here are a few of the I’m sorry notes. I will leave the miss-spelled words. Just imagine these boys standing in front of the class reading this. It took everything I had not to laugh!

“I was laughing in class. I will not laugh stupidly again. I am sorry”.

“I am sorry for make monkey noice (noises). I will not make ananizie (animal) noice no more”.

“I would not get up out of my set (seat) and jump up and down and make noises and I am sorry”. 1/22/08 1:50 pm

“I am sorry for laughing in class, and making clicking noises”.

Wednesday, October 17, 2007

IQ Tests

So, yesterday I was administering the WIAT, which is a type of IQ test to one of my seniors. We were doing the reading comprehension part and I had him read a sentence. (Traffic stopped when an avalanche came tumbling down the hillside, covering the road with debris.) Then I asked the comprehension questions, "What happened as a result of the avalanche?" He said an accident. Then I asked, "what does the word debris mean in this sentence?" He answered by saying pieces of a car. Interesting...

When the test was over I was curious and asked him what an avalanche is, because his answers were not what they should have been. He said, "you know, a Chevy Avalanche. The car tumbled down the hill and ended up on the road all crashed up." I guess he was right if you think about it like that!