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Creative Excuses for Being in Trouble

Today was…um…how shall I put this…interesting.

We were supposed to take our reading students to watch The Hunger Games; however, a power outage in that part of town led to a change in plans.

Because I’m in the middle of a unit, I just pushed on with my lesson plans, albeit a bit begrudgingly.

The kids were not pleased, and they were not shy about letting me know.

As my second class began, I began to realize just how crazy things were going to be.  A few students in that class absolutely refused to settle down and stop talking.

I won’t go into particulars, but it was so bad that I called for an administrator to remove several students.

Yeah.

Not my best moment.

After they left, I taught my heart out and had a very productive class period.

Yeah.

One of my better recoveries.

At the end of the day, I walked up to the office to turn in the office referrals I’d written up for the students who had been removed.  When I got there, one of the sweet gals who works in the front office told me the following story.

She’d seen two of my students waiting outside the principal’s office, so she asked what was going on.

One of my guys told her that he’d gotten in trouble for reading a catalog/magazine.

Surely he’d done something a bit more serious, she inquired, knowing full well that I would have a better reason for sending a student to the office.

This is where things got good.

This student told her that he thought I didn’t like tall people.

SAY WHAT????

He went on to ask if there was such a thing as HEIGHT DISCRIMINATION.

Really?

Now, if I had a thing against tall people, I’d hate everyone over the age of 12 because that’s about the age when people begin towering over me.

By the way, I should tell you that the gentleman making such claims is 6’7″.

I kid you not.

His partner in crime, the other fellow I’d sent to the office, stands over six feet tall as well.

My friend in the office called him the short one.

As my friend noted when I gave her the discipline referrals, “That boy should be given points for creativity.”

I had to chuckle.

He’s a charmer, and that’s why I’m going to ask the principal to go easy on him.

Oh yes…it was an interesting day indeed.