Every teacher at my school has a study hall period at the end of the day. It is a garbage waste of my time. Rarely do students use this time to do work. Study hall usually turns into a huge gossip fest.
Today, while the students gossiped, I was grading essays and listening to my ipod on my docking station. A student came over and asked to change the song and I did not reply. The next thing I know, the student starts playing Whitney Houston’s So Emotional Remix.
Sean, who had the infamous peter meter [http://coreyisamess.blogspot.com/2008/10/measuring-up.html] is a thuggish kid and is standing over a group of other students states: Man, that’s that gay music they play at Bulldogs.
I pause. I wonder, is that a read? I reply: Sit down and be quite. He does so (I don’t play with classroom discipline) but I am inclined to wonder how he knows about bulldogs.
