| My Co-op can be a real ass sometimes. |
[May. 1st, 2009|11:41 am] |
Today was the first day in my life, that I was asked to leave a class.
Want to know the funny thing?
I was asked to leave because I WAS HELPING PEOPLE!!
*deep breath*
Let me go back and explain a little bit better.
In two weeks, all of the students in New Jersey who are enrolled in a Biology class will be taking the State Biology exam. This exam covers material that should have been taught and gone over throughout the year, as opposed to crammed and studied before the test.
So, my third period is a Contemporary Biology class, meaning they are lower level students. As such, my co-op has conviently jumped around and skipped to items he feels they are "capable of doing."
Due to this, he skipped a page or two of vocabulary. Now he needs to go back and teach this.
So what he did is made up a sheet with all of the terms we missed, without defintions, and gave this out to the class earlier in the week. He than asked me to come up with a quiz. I spent my off periods yesterday making this quiz with a mixture of book definitions and examples for fill in sentences.
Today, he printed this, xeroxed it, and passed it out for classwork.
So, since we are team teaching in a way, I was sitting in the back filling in the answer key, while he was trying to curb behavior.
3/4's through the period, he decided he was going to go over the answers, but was getting no cooperation from the class. One of the students, who doesn't like my co-op, came to me in the back and asked for help.
Obviously, I said ok, sit down and let's see where you are at.
At this point, my co-op came to the back and told him to return to his seat in the front of the room. A few minutes later, a girl in the class came to the back, seeking help as well because my co-op was not helping. And he said the same thing to her, to return to the front.
At this point, he bends over to me and says, "you should go to the library."
In essence, he was kicking me out.
So I stood up, put my hands in my pockets and walked out.
As i was walking down the hallway, I heard my name and turned to see the first student running after me, asking me to come back.
Needless to say, that was very touching.
I managed to get him to go back to class, and returned to the room right before the bell rang. Apparently I looked sad because a bunch of the kids asked if I was ok. I started cleaning the books up when a different girl came to me and asked if she could come for extra help on Monday, because she didn't learn anything from class.
So as a whole, I feel a mix between anger and sad.
Apparently, I am a threat to my co-op's authority and disciplinary tactics, but I just want to help people. That's why I'm doing this profession.
Not like this would make me quit teaching, but if an entire class isn't getting material, you'd think as a veteran teacher, you'd let them access whatever resources are available to help, in this case being a Biology major just about to graduate college with a 3.0 GPA.
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