Today was 'wear it pink' day in honour of breast canser awareness. This was a chavtastic opportunity for the pupils to bling it up a bit and I witnessed hooped earings that had probably been swiped from the PE departments supply of hooplas.
Seeing as they weren't in the usual attire, most of the children took it as no uniform = no work. This is at odds with my goal of making the buggers write until their hands bleed. The worst behaviour came from my year ten class in the afternoon, many of the girls in which had decide to ignore the pesky 'cancer' bit in the day's title and made it 'breast awareness day' by wearing tops with necklines that weren't merely plunging but bordering on antipodean. Firstly there was the pupil who tried to encourage everyone to ignore me (put in the back of someone else's A-Level classroom where his subversions would fall on deaf ears), then there was the pupil who was removed by a member of senior staff for fighting at dinnertime (and came back later with the news that he'd been excluded). Next was the turn of the skanky teenage girl texting her mates, this was actually a good thing as it gave me an excuse to send her to the isolation facility. Next came the girl who when I gave her a detention for next Monday said that it didn't matter because I'd only forget. Cue me taking a sheet of A4 paper and writing her name in great big capital letters, along with the names of the others. Good job the lesson hadn't lasted much longer or I'd have needed to use a poster to fit all their names on.
2006-10-13 @ 19:28