Comments on: How to Get a Class to Work Without Any Effort on Your Part (but not recommended) http://threestandarddeviationstotheleft.wordpress.com/2007/02/09/how-to-get-a-class-to-work-without-any-effort-on-your-part-but-not-recommended/ An urban, high school IB mathematics teacher rambles on about his day. Tue, 11 Nov 2008 01:16:50 +0000 http://wordpress.com/ hourly 1 By: La Maestra http://threestandarddeviationstotheleft.wordpress.com/2007/02/09/how-to-get-a-class-to-work-without-any-effort-on-your-part-but-not-recommended/#comment-388 La Maestra Fri, 09 Feb 2007 22:16:40 +0000 http://threestandarddeviationstotheleft.wordpress.com/2007/02/09/how-to-get-a-class-to-work-without-any-effort-on-your-part-but-not-recommended/#comment-388 It's so nice when kids clue in like that! We had a bomb threat last year, but we didn't know it was a bomb threat initially--we'd been undergoing modernization, and the construction workers had repeatedly tripped the alarm, so we were all somewhat inured to it.<br/><br/>I was in our computer lab with students, and I hadn't brought my roll book with me, expecting that the principal's secretary woudld come over the PA and tell us to go back to class. Well, 2 minutes turned into 20, and it was freezing and pouring rain as we stood in the school parking lot and the administrators ran around like chickens without heads. Finally, an administrator told us to take roll and line up so that we could board buses--they were making us leave campus. My freshmen not only lined up, but in alphabetical order, and when we got to the local fairgrounds, they got back into alphabetical order and stayed together while all the other kids were running around with cell phones, calling their parents and crying that there was a bomb and they needed the parent to come and get them.<br/><br/>I brought those kids cupcakes the next day. It’s so nice when kids clue in like that! We had a bomb threat last year, but we didn’t know it was a bomb threat initially–we’d been undergoing modernization, and the construction workers had repeatedly tripped the alarm, so we were all somewhat inured to it.

I was in our computer lab with students, and I hadn’t brought my roll book with me, expecting that the principal’s secretary woudld come over the PA and tell us to go back to class. Well, 2 minutes turned into 20, and it was freezing and pouring rain as we stood in the school parking lot and the administrators ran around like chickens without heads. Finally, an administrator told us to take roll and line up so that we could board buses–they were making us leave campus. My freshmen not only lined up, but in alphabetical order, and when we got to the local fairgrounds, they got back into alphabetical order and stayed together while all the other kids were running around with cell phones, calling their parents and crying that there was a bomb and they needed the parent to come and get them.

I brought those kids cupcakes the next day.

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