Today began the great (dumb) experiment of throwing our school into turmoil and having all the "good" teachers teach the 10th graders for the month of April in preparation for testing (see previous post). After one day, I have this to say: 9th graders are ridiculous. I didn't realize how bonkers 9th graders were until I got to work with these older children. I'm working with the group that has been assessed as being "below basic" in terms of skills, and they were still light-years more capable than 9th graders. What happens in between that first and second year of high school that turns a totally dysfunctional mess into a reasonable person?
While you ruminate on that question, here is a conversation that took place between me and one of my 10th grade tutorial students.
Me: Make sure you hand in your exit slip on the way out the door.
Student: What happens if we don't.
Me: I'll freak out. And you don't want to see a nerdy white math teacher freak out.
Student: Yeah, he's probably all (in robot voice, as she starts shaking hands above head and twitching) Does. Not. Compute.
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