Actually, this will be Tales from the Classroom #15 as previous anecdotes are usually posted on Facebook, however, I thought I'd try posting on here in their short and sweet form:
Yr 8, watching Titanic and we were just after the 'rude bit'.
Boy pupil, "Miss, they're really sweaty." (internal monologue: oh god what will he say next?).
Me, playing it cool, "Yes, yes they are. It's quite warm in the car." (anxious of his response).
Boy pupil, "So they were really going at it Miss?"
(Internal monologue. Bollocks).
Me, still trying to play it cool, "It looks like it doesn't it?". Cool crumbled and I laugh as does the whole class.
Another boy pipes up (genius one liner), "Facebook status Miss?" Class erupts.
Me, "Could be, could be..."
These moments, funny, surreal at times and warm at others, are what keeps me (and probably a lot of other teachers too) in the job. Sad thing is, through all manifestation of OFSTED Inspection and lesson observation criteria, I don't ever remember seeing a criteria relating to the quality of your relationship with your class. As well as the educational attainment, I bet this is the parent's other biggest concern. Gove, how much more wrong can you get things?
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