Two weeks ago, I served my third session supervising Saturday school detention. When I arrived, the other two teachers and I separated students into three groups. In my past two sessions, my group consisted primarily of juniors, both male and female. This time, one group of freshman, sophomores, and juniors filled up one teacher’s classroom leaving sixty plus seniors between the other teacher and myself. He asked me if I was OK splitting the remaining students along gender lines, to which I replied yes. For some reason, I requested the boys, and a testosterone laden morning followed.
Upon arriving in my classroom, taking role, and queuing up a DVD movie: Narnia, boys started asking if they could order food for delivery to the school. When teaching, I never allow something as absurd as students ordering food to eat in class, except for Pizza Pi Day recently, or when offering after-school SAT prep, or similar late, into the evening; brains need fuel. However, supervising Saturday school provided the opportunity to explore student behavior on the edge of standard expectations, for students and for me.
Hence, Mr. Math Teacher proceeded where he never ventured before, and perhaps few other teachers. I permitted students to phone in orders for breakfast skillets, pancakes, and scrambles from local eateries. Fortunately, I knew a few of the more popular and influential athletes, which helped keep behavior in check much of the morning while food deliveries started flowing into my classroom. In some ways, I am not sure who was more surprised I consented to their requests, the boys or me!
As Ferris Bueller opined: “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.”