Hell class

A teacher at a Bronx middle school sent a letter to the City Council describing the impossibility of teaching in the midst of violence and chaos. The letter was read aloud during a hearing on student safety.

In her plea for help, the teacher recounted a recent day when she spent an entire 45-minute class trying to gain control of misbehaving kids.

She told the Council a berserk boy “the size of an overweight man” grabbed a large ruler off her desk and ran around the classroom refusing to give it back. He ended up hiding it in his pants “so I could not get it,” she said.

Another student took off his pants – he was wearing shorts underneath – and “proceeded to apply cream to his arms and legs for the entire period.”

“He also managed to throw a soda bottle across the room three times, just missing me on one of those occasions,” she wrote.

After a particularly violent day, the teacher was forced to call 35 to 40 parents to complain about their kids’ behavior.

The teacher tried to call the dean’s office, but got no help.

. . . school officials announced yesterday that they will combat bullying by creating five days of “interactive theater instruction” for 5,000 kids this month.

(City Councilwoman Eva) Moskowitz dismissed the idea, saying “putting on plays about bullying would not be at the top of my list” of ways to deal with school rowdies.

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  1. Another student took off his pants – he was wearing shorts underneath – and “proceeded to apply cream to his arms and legs for the entire period.”

    Well, according to one of my asst. principals at a faculty meeting a few weeks ago, “having a bottle of lotion onhand” would be a good way to “bond” with black students because “they like to use lotion.” Also, she continued, it helps that “ashy look” these students get when they have dry skin.

    I’m not kidding.

  2. I used to teach in a classroom that was so rowdy that I hired the biggest, meanest kid to be my enforcer.

    I paid him a dollar a day to slap around any kid who seriously got out of line. He wore sharp brass rings on his fingers and threatened the other kids he’d scar their faces for life.

    Some kids told their parents I hired an enforcer who threatened them with bodily harm but none of their parents believed them.

    And so, I still teach.