Tom is substituting here for the first time. He was told that his last class would be a humdinger.
My advice? Don't fart. The kids will eat you alive.
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Betty said....
I hope Tom's first day of subbing went well...can't wait to hear about it!
He did well. It's a class of only 10, and last time they had a sub, they tore the room apart.
He said that one girl wouldn't stop talking, but they all stayed in their seats. He gave them grief if they wanted to go to the bathroom; told them that's what their lunch break is for.
I think it started well!
Wow! Where have I been? Tom is subbing at the school? I must have missed something! That was great advice you gave him too...hahahhaaha
Hey, cool briefcase thingy! I think I shall click on it and see what it does!
I used to take their ID's at the beginning of each class. Accurate attendance-taking, a name to put with a face if there was a problem, and I could hold it hostage until the end of class. If a kid was a problem, I kept the ID for the Discipline office. And ID's were essential for getting around the building, so it screwed up the kid's day if I needed to keep it.
It got to where the kids would pop off their lanyards as soon as they walked in and saw me. I was the ID-Taking-Lady.
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Tom applied to sub in the city schools and was approved last week. Maybe I didn't blog it? I have no memory and am too lazy to check.
He's subbing in another tough class today, but there's a teacher assistant with him all day. I think he's going to do just fine.
Yes, love that briefcase thingy, and I check often to see if there's anything new--I cannot wait to read that book!
We don't have student ID badges here; adults have to wear them at all times (although once, I didn't wear mine for an entire semester and no one said a thing). I like the idea, though, UM.
Man, I think there is a special spot in heaven for teachers. Especially substitute ones.
There's got to be. They've got the hardest jobs on earth. Just about.
Betty said....
When I used to sub, I refused to do middle school or high school. I didn't like going much above first grade!
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