In another one of my classes, which were 3rd graders, one of the boys was being bad and was screwing around. Before I could stop and discipline him, one of the teachers had a better plan and decided to have a girl hold the hand of the boy sitting next to her, grabbing both their hands and putting them together. She then proceeded to call the other boys name. He stops fooling around and looks up to see the girl he likes is holding another boys hand. Angry that this is happening, he continues to be obnoxious. As the girl and boy let go of their hands, the teacher puts the boys arm around the girl and then calls the other boys name again. He looks over again to find that the boy has changed positions and now his arm over the girl he likes. This made the other boy furious and he finally stopped fooling around and sat there with his arms crossed and stared at the ground. Never would I ever thought to do such cruel acts on a little boys heart but then again it did work so kudos to the teacher for doing that.
At DMZ, the school I teach all my classes but 1, they so kindly gave me an “office”. Located in pretty much a storage closet, there are little cubicles with tables in them that are used for storage, but at one time were probably used for a study room of some sort. It is there that I can store some of the resources I need for my classes as well as hang out and “rest” aka take a nap. The room even comes with a door that locks as I have found when arriving a few days and couldn’t get in. After getting locked out the first time, rather than asking for assistance, I shook the door handle and after awhile if you move it in the right position it unlocks on its own. I’m glad to know I’ve been blessed with such a safe room to keep my belongings in. Check out my sweet office and nap area though, it features nice star pillows that I can lay my head on and in this cubicle there’s so much room to do activities, no bunk beds necessary. (Step Brother’s movie reference)
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