So in our middle school this year we have implemented some stricter rules to keep the kids in line and keep them more responsible.
Now anybody who has ever been through a teaching program knows that it is common practice to be really strict the first couple weeks of school and hammer home the expectations. So that is what I have been doing. Much more then I did last year.
So I have been really strict with the kids, no joking around. All serious, all the time, and piling on the homework.
So some of the teachers I work with could hear me yelling at the 8th graders one day and were teasing me about how strict I have been.
Now to the actual story:
The kids were all give a paper with 10 hall passes to staple into their assignment notebooks. So I have one 7th grader who is incredibly unorganized and always forgets things in his locker all the time. So on like the second or third day of school he comes up to me and asks me to write him a pass. As I do this I notice that his pass page isn't stapled into his assignment notebook. I tell him to staple it in or else he will likely lose it.
Fast forward to the end of that day at dismissal. A student finds one of these pass pages on the floor and hands it to me. There is no name on it, so I take it with the intention of throwing it away. As the teachers and I are waiting for dismissal to wrap up I show them the pass that I found. So one of them asks me if I am going to be nice and return it to the child, or be cold hearted and throw it away. I said I would not return it not to mention the fact that I didn't know who it belonged to.
After closer examination we realized that it belonged to the unorganized child who I already warned about losing this paper. This gave us a big laugh because out of all the kids he probably needs the passes the most. But he's fairly annoying so I didn't feel sympathetic about his loss.
(Is a funnier story when you know this kid)
After this situation one of the teachers started calling me steel heart.
So at a meeting we had with out assistant principal last week they were tellin him this story and kept calling me steel heart. He thought it was hilarious and kept saying 'that's it, you're steel heart'
It ends up being a very ironic story because of dear heart. So moms dear heart and I get a completely opposite nickname. Especially funny because the people at school don't know about 'dear heart'.
That's all for now. Hope you guys found that as amusing as it has been for us this week.
