Saturday, October 02, 2010
I have absolutely no desire to have a repeat performance of last year's algebra class, so I stepped up my game immediately, assigning seats and calling homes from day one. The few phone calls got the kids who could go either way to go the way I wanted them to. The others were still a problem. And then, a solution hit me, go for their hearts.
Most of the kids like me so I decided to use this to my advantage. I explained to them that I am always in trouble with Mr. AP, that there is always something I am doing that is pissing him off. I told them their behavior reflected on me and if he walked by and saw them with a hat on, a cell phone out or not doing the work, I would get more grief from him, grief I did not need.
The kids laughed. They called me a rebel and then the phones went away and the hats got taken off. Notebooks came out and hands went up. It seemed I had said the magic words.
I don't kid myself into thinking this will last, but I can hope. I am going to keep reminding them of my troubles and hopefully keep them on my side. I've got to play to their compassion. It is my only hope.