I got an email a while back from Tim Wei, who wrote the Guide to Getting a Teacher Job, asking if he could guest post here on Learn Me Good. I'm always open to a nice story, and if it makes less work for me, then so much the better!
Tim is a 3rd grade teacher in upstate New York, and here is Tim's post:
True story: This past Tesday morning my students were coming into the classroom. In less than a half hour they'd be taking the Grade 3 New York State Math Exam. I was busy putting name stickers on the booklets and reminding kids to sharpen their number 2 pencils.
Over the past week the students had completed half-a-dozen practice tests and we'd reviewed every possible concept that could be on the test. The day before I had reminded everyone to get a good night's sleep so they'd be sharp and ready to show off their great math skills.
Now that it was the morning of the test, I was feeling good that the kids knew their stuff. I was feeling pretty confident that they were prepared.
Olivia walks up to me and we have a conversation that goes something like this:
Olivia: "Can I go down to the Math Room?"
Me: "Why do you need to go to the Math Room?"
Olivia: "Because I have to go down there."
(Now I'm wondering what the Math Room is. Our school doesn't have a Math Room. At least I didn't know about one.)
Me: What Math Room are you talking about? Where is this Math Room?
(Olivia points down the hall)
Me: Who is in the Math Room?
Olivia: I don't know.
Me: I'm confused. Do you need help with Math?
Then Olivia is giving me a blank, confused stare. And I'm looking at her wondering if she's gone bananas.
And then I realize that she didn't want to go to the Math Room at all. She was asking me if she can go to the BATHroom.
And I was too dumb to realize it.
To read more from Tim, go to www.iwantateachingjob.com.