There are some great kids, and youd be surprised by how many young conservatives there are.
Or the firefighting kid (he volunteers at Pilot till he's out of hs) who got all sorts of worked up about Kavenough (sp?) stuff and how the media and left sentenced him before facts. Or after facts.
I love it.
There are a lot of great kids. But earlier, as I was reading some freaking terrible 'answers,' it stressed me the heck out.
This year I mostly have 10th and 11th graders, a few people who are still a freshman (one for a third time...), and a couple seniors (not all counties take the courses in the order that we do, so I end up with some seniors in my American 2 course)
This year I mostly have 10th and 11th graders, a few people who are still a freshman (one for a third time...), and a couple seniors (not all counties take the courses in the order that we do, so I end up with some seniors in my American 2 course)
When social promotion was started in the early 70's you could see in grammar school those who wouldn't make it. Promoted to the next grade or placed in the next grade. Come time for high school and they were way behind. As kids we could tell.I was wondering if it was 9th. By the end of 9th grade admin usually knows who will and who will not graduate. Around here, by the end of 10th the kids that don't want to be there are mostly gone. Dropped out. My daughters english class was cut in half one year by drop outs and kids moving.
Colleges accept kids that can't read or do basic arithmetic. They get loans.
Do you have four Jamaican students, mon?Ive seen "women" spelled "wemon" four times
Do you have four Jamaican students, mon?
I COULD NOT do your job!
and he does not know the meaning of ' (apostrophe)I pulled the kid aside, a great kid who I get along with, and he's like "...maybe Im Jamaican" and I said, "dude, youre white as heck, we both know it"
"yeah, youre right"
and he does not know the meaning of ' (apostrophe)
One or two can do it. The rest will spend all night on stage.This old man's final exit exam for High School. As the "Graduates" come on stage each is handed a $5 bill. Select an amount randomly and ask for change. If they can't make simple change, give them the $5...but NO diploma....
My wife taught at a Title 1 high school. Gangs were part of the student body. This is a school where if the teacher has a real problem with a student, one intercom call and the student is "extracted" from the classroom pending further action. School security looked like a SEAL team, all big dudes in BDUs and boots. She was very direct and to the point. She set expectations and guess what, they stepped upMy favorite teaching story is of my father in law. He took over the family business outside Detroit after college and serving in the Marines at the end of Korea. He was a History Major and really wanted to teach but family obligation brought him into the family business. When he retired in early 2000's and sold the business, he decided to teach. The fun part was he was a 6' 6" white dude of german decent teaching in inner city Detroit. First position available and he took it. Only white person in the entire school for the 3 years he ended up teaching there. Did I mention he is a Liberty minded conservative? He spoke the truth while there and for the most part, it was well received. Really no parental involvement as this was a school for at risk kids and dropouts. He had some fantastic stories of kids asking why they had never been taught these things before. He was occasionally challenged but always had facts on his side. He also learned some fancy handshakes which he was convinced could get him into some seedy neighborhoods or allow him to score some illegal substances if needed.
Try reading job resumes.We had to read and evaluate all of each other's papers. It was horrible. The majority of the papers I read were about what my 12 year old could write now. Terrible grammar, and incoherent thoughts. It was brutal.
Wow, I thought he would have to be in his 50's to get that.I pulled the kid aside, a great kid who I get along with, and he's like "...maybe I'm Jamaican"
Also, since Im ranting.
Got this kid at school, he's an 18 year old Freshman. Think about that a second.
Ive had him once before (going to/supposed to have him next semester), and he wasnt a 'bad' kid, but he didnt care and made a lot of bad decisions in life.
Home life sucks, and I feel for him for that, but if youre doing stupid stuff I have little sympathy... he made the news just over a year ago with two more students/former students for a 'Thomasville teens' snapchat drug deal gone wrong' in which he, and the other two, got pistol whipped and robbed by the drug dealer. Look it up. Anyway, I saw him Wednesday in the hall and he had his hood up, which goes against our schools rules. "Hey, _________, take your hood off bud"
He did...took four steps and put it back on.
So I wrote him up. That's just a jerk thing to do.
As Im writing him up he starts going on and on about how much I hate him and abused him and that I was the reason he dropped out last year. Yeah, it's my fault, not the other classes you failed etc. He went off about how I attacked him and always punished him and wrote him up etc...we looked it up, Wednesday was the first day I'd ever written him up.
Kids take no responsibility for their actions. They dont have to, their parents allow this nonsense.
Their parents make excuses for them (Ive mentioned it before, a parent tried to tell me their kid couldnt concentrate because they were breathing TOO WELL...too much oxygen to their brain...YEAH. That was the same kid that called me a C yoU Next Tuesday online)
I love this job, I really do.
Ive met some AMAZING kids, and, truly, the 'bad' ones are the minority - like 2 or 3% of the kids I have, not much at all.
But it's the bad ones that take all your energy and attention, sadly.
But those great ones...wow, I love em, they brighten your day and make you know youre doing right.
No kidding. I absolutely detest the notion of automated parsing of scanned resumes...but after reading a few out of a big stack, one begins to see the appeal...Try reading job resumes.
Try reading job resumes.
No kidding. I absolutely detest the notion of automated parsing of scanned resumes...but after reading a few out of a big stack, one begins to see the appeal...
That sounds like an indictment on the op..