The new substitute sauntered into the classroom.
Fresh from university, his hubris had yet to be challenged by the streetwise.
By day’s end, his posture became stooped, his gait a shuffle.
Who knew that tenth graders could destroy an accomplished college man unarmed for a battle of wits with manipulative teenagers?
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This made me laugh, I’ve always felt sorry for cover teachers.
LOL… it’s a challenge for most. Especially difficult for people who lack experience. 😉
And it was the saunter that tipped them off. Teaching is hard and requires humility, in a good way. Maybe he learned a lesson to apply the next time.
If he’s smart, he will. Live and learn. Thanks!
He’ll learn. Then he can teach … 😉
All things in good time. 😊 Thanks.
Amen to that! (and … teens can test … )
Been there, done that with eight graders.
Sharp little buggers, aren’t they? LOL
They can do it too.
I used to think about being a substitute teacher. Maybe it’s better that it never happened. My hats off to all teachers, everywhere.
Well, it takes a special ‘animal’ to be a teacher. Most are excellent. 🙂
Oh dear, he’s clearly forgotten what being a teenager was all about!
That’s certainly the key to teaching and why instructing children keeps us ‘in touch’ with our ‘inner child’. Thanks Keith.
Poor guy- underestimate teenagers at your peril! (Enjoyed the John Wayne quote too).
Thanks! You’re my kinda ‘pilgrim’ too. 😉
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Well done. I wish I could say I haven’t been there.
WAKE UP calls are either a learning experience or our doom. LOL
I assume you learned valuable lessons. 😉 Thanks.
Indeed, Susan, a bit.
But since I had been one of the sweathogs back in the day and was in my 40s, I understood the bullseye on my back.
I loved the ‘alternative’ school where the button on the wall fetched two gorillas who hauled off the most challenging culprits. 🙂
Ah… it all makes sense now. ‘Alternative’ schools are like Joe Pesci, they don’t put up with any ‘crap’! LOL
Some crap is expected and manageable. I noticed that during ‘confrontations,’ the closer I got to the button, the more things calmed down. We had a waiting list of students for that school. 🙂
BOOM! Without classroom discipline, learning isn’t present. I’m not surprised. Public schools are failing to educate all but the most mature and exceptional. And those kids are held back by the mediocre methods. Homeschooling? Yes please.
Oh, the poor fella. Nothing more juicy for students to bite into, than fresh blood!
🙂 A humbling experience is what we all need sometimes!
That is true…
And yet, that’s also how good teachers are made! Enjoyed this, Susan St. Pierre 🙂
Thank you! A ‘sink’ or swim’ learning experience.