My form are driving me crazy at the moment. The Log Book which started the year full of 5s (top marks) is now littered with 4s, 3s and even the occasional 2. The wheels are well and truly falling off the wagon, which means my bet with some other teachers that my form would beat theirs at the interform challenge is looking a little foolhardy. In fact the horse will probably need shooting if things get any worse.
They're being too noisy in lessons but what's really getting to me is some boys (yes that's right: the boys!) who are so bitchy towards each other. We had a boy join the group from another form part way through the year and he's struggled to fit in because he's different in that he's verging on autistic and has impecable manners, which as I'm sure anyone who's been into a secondary school in recent years will realise makes him something of an oddity. There are of course many pupils with good manners, but this child will even thank you to teachers for teaching him. Bless him. The others aren't particularly pleasant towards him and have a habit of doing the whole sarcastic hello thing and then trying to make out they're only being friendly. He then retaliates and they moan about it, and they make even more fun of him.
On Friday there was some nonsense and it resulted in some kid being called gay, which in all honesty is hitting the nail on the head as he falls into the John Inman Style of 'camp' rather than the Ray Mears side. I then have to give up my free period to go and sort it out in the middle of their geography lesson. We just keep going round in circles with each side blaming the other for starting it. I ended up telling them that if they didn't have anything nice to say to each other they shouldn't say anything at all.
Who ever said being a form tutor was fun (me) needs certifying.
