It's the beginning of 5th period, and the lesson has begun. A male student asks to "go give something to the people out in the hall."
I decline his request, afterall, the tardy bell is history and we are in class now.
We carry on.
I see his eyes dart to the door every so often.
5 more minutes pass in our lesson on water resources and then he asks to step outside to blow his nose ... a common request. Kids prefer to snort into a kleenex in private.
I usually say yes to that, but this time, ... suspicious ... I say, " If you can answer this question, I'll let you go."
I'm pretty sure he wants to go meet whoever was in the hall and now I suspect they are still there, skipping class.
I ask him a simple review question from last chapter.
He can't answer it.
"Okay, well, sorry, but you can't go." (Keep in mind, he has not sniffled once all period)
I add, " ... and I think maybe the hall people are still at my door."
Turning, I walk quickly to the door and open it.
There are two girls horsing around in the hall.
I ask them why they are in the hall with no passes. The lead girl says she's here for her phone. The boy in question has it.
I tell them to go back to class.
They refuse ... rudely. Note to self: Write them up for skipping and defiance.
I ask them for their names.
They refuse. Note: Defiance again.
At about this point, an arm appears from behind me in the open doorway. It's the boy from my class and he is attempting to pass the girls the phone in question.
She reaches for it, just touches it with her finger tips and I snatch it in a movement that would have made the Chinese master monk from the old Kung Fu series proud.
I pocket the phone. She's not going to be rude, defiant, and get her phone back any time soon.
She goes off ..."GIVE ME MY PHONE YOU M.F. !!"
"OOOOOOOOOOOO! YOU M.F. GIVE ME MY F...ING PHONE!"
"No, and you need to go to the office."
"YOU M.F. ! MFMF BLAH, BLAH, BLAH !"
She storms off down the hall with her assistant.
I walk back into my classroom and my 5th period class, which can be a real management challenge, is sitting there silent, their eyes huge.
" Gosh, I can't remember the last time I've been cussed out like that." I say to them.
They take a breath.
"Let's talk about this after I make a quick phone call."
I call up to the office where the two girls have arrived and mouth is going off down there too. I tell them I have the phone and I'll write up the discipline referral and bring the phone down during my planning period.
I turn to my class and lead a quick, " Now what should that girl have done?" discussion.
We discuss her bad decisions ... skipping class instead of just waiting until the next class change, defiance, insubordination... all the things that made a simple situation a serious discipline referral. I talk about "writing your own ticket" and keeping your cool even when something upsets you.
I think they feel sorry for me, because they are good as gold the rest of the period.
The next morning, a sixth grade girl passes me in the hallway (our school is 6-12) loudly announcing to her friends, " I'm sick of her F***ing Sh*t!".
At this point, I'm about totally saturated with the F word from the mouths of kids, so I call her on it and send HER to the office.
In other F news ...
Next week is the FCAT, our Florida standardized high stakes test so the kids and the teachers are bracing for a week of testing, filling in little dots, and writing brief essays.
Next week will be a total wash as far as learning is concerned.
We'll be weighing our sheep not feeding them.
Let's see ... there must have been some good F news ...
Oh yeah, the FFA had their annual FFA Food Festival to raise money for scholarships.
They sold tickets for a wonderful feast of swamp cabbage, vension stew, succatash, fried mullet, hushpuppies, gumbo, mac and cheese, green beans, bbq pork, bbq sausages, chicken and rice ... and a ton of deserts.
Missing this year was the boiled in the husk corn Mrs. FC and I usually prepare. There is no corn in Florida due to the intense cold weather. Usually by now, fresh corn from down south would be available ... but not this year.
Besides, the dinner ticket sales, there was a cake auction with a professional auctioneer and a silent auction.
Mrs. FC's pecan praline cake went for $60 and then was donated back for reauctioning and on the second round it brought in $110 ... all for FFA scholarships!
There was also a silent auction for goodies in the back of the room.
The "Guy Basket" below was put together by Mrs. FC and her cohorts.
In the silent auction, you write down your name and bid on the paper in front of each item.
Here's what was in the Guy Basket.
It finally went at a price of $180.
I had to include this picture for my buddy, Three Collie. This cow cake was part of the cake auction.
I give it two F's ... Fine and Funny.
Thanks for listening, Y'all have a Fantastic, Freewheeling, Frivolous, Fun weekend!