The following gem was born of great frustration with some of my AP Government seniors who, as usual, weren’t doing homework, taking notes, reading the book, or paying attention during the lecture:
VDV: You know what really bothers me about this? It isn’t the fact that you’re going to be working at McDonald’s or Wendy’s in five years.
STUDENT: Then what is it?
VDV: It’s that you’re not going to be any good at it. You’re going to screw up my order. You’ll forget to take off the tomato, or you’ll give me diet instead of regular.
They are nice kids, but good Lord, they are lazy and they are bombing a relatively easy AP class.
Yesterday, one of my juniors said something like, “Come on, Mr. V., You know you’ve never had a student like me.”
I said, “Yes I have. No offense, but none of you are unique. One way or another, I’ve had all of you in class before.”
I hoped it was tongue-in-cheek enough that nobody took it too seriously– after all, everyone is exactly alike and completely different. Nonetheless, it probably wasn’t the wisest thing to say out loud to kids who actually do take notes. At least I didn’t say it until after they gave me Christmas and Hanukkah candy.
Anyhow, a kid in the back of the room piped in: “What about me?”
“What about you, what?”
“Who have you had like me?”
It was a student whose identical twin was in my first period class, and whose big brother took my class three years ago. Suddenly I regretted nothing.
It occurs to me I’ve probably been using the word “redux” incorrectly. I may have to revisit some old post titles.