Tutor

Last week we had a test in English.  Soon into the test I realized I forgot to have them move their desks into a grid.

(((Normally I have their desks arranged like two capital Fs facing each other (so one's backwards).  This is a great setup.  It allows me to break the class into 4 groups and it makes navigating and manipulating my proximity very easy.  It also makes independent and group work a snap.)))

Rather than disturb them and really screw up the whole test, I let them be but kept an eye on them.

Oh look, Zen's looking at this neighbors paper.

Me: "Zen"
Zen: "Ahhhhhhhh shit"
Me: "Come here"

He comes to the front, I take his test, crumple it up and toss it into the wastebin.

Swish.

Me: "Sit"

I continue my visual patrol.

Oh look, Tutor is looking at Cher's paper.  Tutor's English is coming along, why would she be cheating.  I doubt she's cheating.  She's probably just scoping out where her peers are on the test.  You know, to see how she's doing on time.

She did it again.

And again

Brain: Aaaaaaand she's cheating.

Me: "Tutor"
Tutor: "Huh???"
Me: "Come here."

She comes to the front, I take her test, crumple it up and toss it into the wastebin.

Swish.

Me: "Go sit outside"

I check up on her in a minute and she's watery eyed by the door.  Another minute and she's down by the office on a bench sobbing.  She's a soft girl.  I'm not being a jerk, she is very tender hearted and has cried in the past very easily.  Once Kru Boy took away her purse and she cried as if someone she knew died.  Ever since then, I have trouble being sympathetic.

Me:  -_-

Another minute passed by when I see man in a bright orange shirt outside the door.

It was her dad.

She called her dad.

She called her dad using the cellphone she had in her pocket.

Mr. Tutor:  "What has my daughter done?  Why is she so upset"

Me: "Ah yes, she was cheating on our exam so I kicked her out"

Mr. Tutor:  "Hmm"

He walks away to talk to his daughter.

Long story short, it turned out she tried calling her mom six times but couldn't get through so she called her father who works close by.  Her story was that she was confused and was asking a classmate a question about the test.

Yes, what a great cover story.  I wasn't reading my classmate's test, I was asking them for help during the exam.  Kru Adam is just ****ing insane.  Silly Kru Adam, I wasn't cheating at all I was just asking my classmate for help! ^-^

The next day I confiscate all technology right off the bat.  Somewhat enraged by what she did (the audacity!) I decide to embarrass her a little.  I tell the class what she did and that she lied about what I did.  Then...

"Has anyone seen the movie E.T. before?!?  A few of you?  Do you remember what E.T. said in the movie??"

*Silence*

"E.T. phone hoooome"

*I hold up this picture as I say it and tape it to the wall*





"Tutor, your name is no longer Tutor.  It's ET"


I love teaching.




(((ET is also great because she's emotional.  She's Emotional Tutor.  Rachel came up with that part)))