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sister_luck) wrote2012-11-14 05:47 pm
sister_luck) wrote2012-11-14 05:47 pm
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*head desk*
Taifun - I chose this name for a reason - is a whirlwind of pent-up aggression.
When he returns from his English lesson, he comes into the room with a bucket full of soapy water and a rag. "I've been cleaning the floor upstairs where we have our English lesson. It's cleaner now than it was before."
Someone informs me that a bottle of a famous sugary soft drink (red label/white writing) exploded all over the floor. As those bottles do. All by themselves.
It's clear that Taifun must have been directly involved - he is not the type to volunteer for what he essentially sees as women's work.
After a little digging I get some pieces of the story: While the class had been waiting for their substitute teacher (who had somehow missed the note on the bulletin board that she was supposed to be there) the bottle had been thrown around. One of his friends told Taifun "Come on, stick a pencil in it" and he did. With predictable results.
Taifun comes up to our room during break, clearly worried, because this is not the first incident of this kind. He tells me he already apologized to the teachers of the form whose room he helped wreck. The floor is still sticky, of course. What else can he do, so that he doesn't get into more trouble? Well, tell the truth for instance, because at first he says that the bottle exploded because someone put a mentos into it. Thanks mythbusters! When prompted, he admits that he was stupid enough to make a hole in a bottle - full of carbonated liquid - that had been shaken quite vigorously. But it wasn't all his fault, there were other people around, too! It goes back and forth a little - I don't really have time for him, as he is keeping me from important bureaucratic admin shit - and no, I can't promise that there won't be further consequences and yes, absolutely, he shouldn't do this kind of stunt again.
I go off to our second building to teach two pleasant and substantial lessons and when I return to our corridor I see half the class standing outside the door. Several desks and the floor are wet. This time it's water. It's quite clear who the culprits are - two of them get paper towels, but the third one keeps telling me didn't do anything. The other two don't want to put up with his lying anymore. Taifun has to cave: Yes, he threw the bottle, but it didn't leak when he did it, so this was kind of okay then.
When he returns from his English lesson, he comes into the room with a bucket full of soapy water and a rag. "I've been cleaning the floor upstairs where we have our English lesson. It's cleaner now than it was before."
Someone informs me that a bottle of a famous sugary soft drink (red label/white writing) exploded all over the floor. As those bottles do. All by themselves.
It's clear that Taifun must have been directly involved - he is not the type to volunteer for what he essentially sees as women's work.
After a little digging I get some pieces of the story: While the class had been waiting for their substitute teacher (who had somehow missed the note on the bulletin board that she was supposed to be there) the bottle had been thrown around. One of his friends told Taifun "Come on, stick a pencil in it" and he did. With predictable results.
Taifun comes up to our room during break, clearly worried, because this is not the first incident of this kind. He tells me he already apologized to the teachers of the form whose room he helped wreck. The floor is still sticky, of course. What else can he do, so that he doesn't get into more trouble? Well, tell the truth for instance, because at first he says that the bottle exploded because someone put a mentos into it. Thanks mythbusters! When prompted, he admits that he was stupid enough to make a hole in a bottle - full of carbonated liquid - that had been shaken quite vigorously. But it wasn't all his fault, there were other people around, too! It goes back and forth a little - I don't really have time for him, as he is keeping me from important bureaucratic admin shit - and no, I can't promise that there won't be further consequences and yes, absolutely, he shouldn't do this kind of stunt again.
I go off to our second building to teach two pleasant and substantial lessons and when I return to our corridor I see half the class standing outside the door. Several desks and the floor are wet. This time it's water. It's quite clear who the culprits are - two of them get paper towels, but the third one keeps telling me didn't do anything. The other two don't want to put up with his lying anymore. Taifun has to cave: Yes, he threw the bottle, but it didn't leak when he did it, so this was kind of okay then.