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Got Rules

I thought I'd share my classroom rules with you.


Stay in your seat.
(I’m not much taller than most of you, and I need to see the entire room.)

Get your work done first.
(It really is more important than finding out who is mad at each other.)

Talk only to people in your group.
(You are separated from certain people for a reason.)

Use markers and pens only on your paper.
(No desks. No skin. No other people’s work.)

Use inside voices.
(No one wants to hear you scream.)

Keep your head up
(At least pretend to pay attention.)

Remember to eat in the cafeteria.
(I’m not a waitress anymore, and I don’t want to watch you eat.)

Show respect to everyone in the room.
(No name-calling. No fighting. No touching. No throwing.)

And for those of you who wonder what happens if you don't follow the procedure...

1. Ignore one of the classroom policies.
2. Roll your eyes when the teacher asks you to stop what you’re doing.
3. Talk during instructions.
4. Raise your eyebrows, slam your hands on a desk, or make any other kind of inappropriate gesture when the teacher asks you to stop what you’re doing.
5. Continue to ignore one of the classroom policies.
6. Talk back to the teacher.
7. Refuse to do any work in class.
8. Show up late to class more than two times without a pass.
9. Lie to the teacher.

If you continue to ignore me and my requests, I may become your parents’ new best friend as we talk about your behavior in class. Yeah, I’m going to talk to them.

Comments

Christy said…
Nicely put :)

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