Monday, March 31, 2008

The Cat's Out of the Bag!


Yes, you might have guessed it already, but I got a job!

It's at a historical museum in Chicago, and I'll be working in the education department. Very exciting stuff, given that this is exactly why I came to Chicago and went to graduate school. Hooray!!

I suppose this means that Sub Chicago will soon come to an end. Or, perhaps there's another sub out there who would like to take over the site?

Either way, I wanted to take this opportunity to ask all you lurkers out there to say hello. I know people are reading this blog (well, not a LOT of people, but my counter is tracking about 20-30 a day, which is pretty surprising to me!), so take the plunge and tell us about yourselves! And thanks for reading!

In the meantime, I have one sub job on Friday at a charter middle/high school. Should be an interesting one.

Thursday, March 27, 2008

No Coloring On Other People

I haven't subbed since my last entry, but I have been teaching Spring Break Camp at a local art studio. Fun! I hung out last week with 5 elementary students and this week I've got 3 preK/Kindergarten kids. They're super cute, if somewhat more trying.

It's all fun and games until somebody pokes an eye out.

I realize that I'm much better with older kids than younger ones. Elementary is ok, middle school is great and high school good too, but kindergarten is rough! These kids are wild and all they want to do is play star wars (or "lightsavers," as one girl calls it) until someone gets hurt. They're so cute; I feel bad that I spend all day telling them "no!" "don't do that!" "stop running!" and "holy @#%$ you just made another huge mess!!"

But what I really wanted to blog about was this sign of classroom rules I found in the kindergarten classroom. It written by last week's teacher, who I heard was having some problems with bad language in her class and apparently with these other items as well. I'll try to scan it if I can find a scanner to use because it seems funnier if you can see it in the nice teacher handwriting, but this is what the sign says:

1) NO FIGHTING

2) NO BAD WORDS

3) NO SPYING

4) NO COLORING ON OTHER PEOPLE

5) LISTEN TO TEACHER


I don't even think I really need to comment on that. It's the funniest thing I've seen in ages.


P.S. Today was my LAST DAY at the restaurant!! But my next gig is still a secret, mainly because I'm not yet sure that it's actually going to happen. So you're just going to have to wait until I get the paperwork to find out.

Monday, March 17, 2008

Service With a Smile

I put in my 2 week notice at my restaurant job today. Why, you might ask? Well, that's a secret for now. All will be revealed in time. But this cartoon pretty much sums up how it feels to be a server:

"Service With a Smile"

Know what I mean?

Wednesday, March 12, 2008

Two Very Different Schools

I subbed for two days last week, at two schools that were rather different.

One day was at my favorite college prep school. I was in a kickin' art classroom with a student teacher, meaning that she was on top of things and I pretty much got to observe and lend a hand for the day, which is great. The upper level group was learning how to stretch canvases- a good review for me since I haven't done it in a few years. And the Art I kids were doing a super project. First they had to bring in text messages, voicemail transcriptions, locker notes, emails, or other quick communication. Then they picked one to represent visually. They used a cardboard background that was painted and had mixed media attachments. It's kind of hard to describe, but the projects were totally hilarious. First of all, they were all in text speak, as in "yo grl. how was skul?" Second of all, they were all inside jokes or crazy, confused communication, so the visual representations were really funny. I guess you'll have to take my word for it, but they were great and the students seemed to really enjoy it.

The other day I worked was at a charter high school on the south side. It was a very small school where all the teachers and office staff knew every student's name... impressive. The building was nice and things seemed generally under control, but once I was in the classroom I began to see otherwise. Here too, I was just an observer for the day; the teacher I was supposed to sub for decided to come in. It meant that I spent about 5 hours in the teacher's lounge with NOTHING AT ALL to do except read the Red Eye twice over and feel my brain cells atrophying. But for the other two hours I was "helping teachers" in their classes.

One was a remedial algebra class for 9th graders who had already taken algebra for one semester and failed. I don't know for sure, but most of the class seemed really far behind. At least half of the students are currently failing the class, and only 2 students (out of about 15-18) got A's on the last test. The teacher announced that she would be dropping the students' lowest grade in each category (homework, quiz, test, project) in order to give them a boost. On top of these challenges, the students hardly paid attention throughout the period. Students were throwing things, applying makeup and lotions, yelling across the room, and walking around. The teacher's lesson took 15 minutes longer than she planned because she spent so much time repeatedly saying things like "Deshawn, stop talking." "Kimberly, I told you to put that away." Every single time she said it in a calm and collected manner. And she managed to make some jokes with students, which showed me that she was keeping it together and wasn't too frustrated with the situation (or wasn't showing her frustration anyway). Honestly, the teacher's behavior game me the impression that this was just normal, everyday behavior for the students. And I don't know what to think of it. I was impressed that the teacher stayed so cool; if I had been subbing and this had been my day, I would have considered it to be a disaster. Maybe my standards are too high? Or maybe you just get used to it if you see it every day, all year long. I don't think the teacher's classroom management techniques were ideal; repeating yourself just shows students that they don't have to listen. But she also stayed positive with the students, which is important.

The second class that I assisted in was a business class. They had someone from the charter school corporation co-teaching the class, and he was teaching students to flip houses. Weird, right? It was a pretty interesting project because students used floorplan.com to design and furnish houses, then they competed to flip the houses for the most money in a hypothetical situation. Again, the students performed sub-par. The ones who were actually doing the work designed cool houses, but a lot of the students were completely goofing off and complaining throughout the period. Pretty sad, for an elective course that should be pretty interesting for the students.

What do I think is the best way to handle tough situations like these in the classroom? I have no idea, but I'd like to hear your thoughts, if you have any. Teachers, does this sound like typical behavior in urban schools? What about in charter schools?? How do you deal with these situations? What should our expectations be for students, and how can we help them to achieve more? I've got to admit that once again, I haven't been too impressed by charter schools in Chicago.

Wednesday, March 5, 2008

Encountering Students in the Real World, Part 2


I work infrequently at a local art studio, running workshops for kids. Recently I was asked to come up with a workshop for a class of 8th graders who would be visiting on a field trip. I worked out all the details with the studio manager over the phone... and then he told me what school the kids were coming from.

It was a school where I refuse to sub anymore because of the trouble that I've had there.

Oh, snap!

I decided to keep the job, but I was frankly pretty nervous about it. What if the students remembered me as the sub they tortured? What if they were out of control in my art classroom? What if my project sucked and they hated it and decided to mob me??

Ok, so I might have been a little more nervous than need be. I'm the adult in this situation. Right?

I ended up coming up with a neat project for the students based on these super fun silhouettes made by local Chicago artists. And what do you know, they got really into it. Everyone did an awesome job and no one recognized me as their evil substitute teacher. I even had a kid thank me "on behalf of the class" for teaching them.

Tuesday, March 4, 2008

Encountering Students in the Real World, part 1.5

Here begins (sort of) a new tag, wherein I discuss encountering my students OUTSIDE of schools. It's a scary, scary thing, but something that all teachers and substitute teachers must be prepared for. What happens, dear friends, when you are at CVS in your sweatpants, bleary-eyed and hungover, looking for some aspirin to help you out... when there! Behind the check-out counter! Scanning all your most private purchases! Is. your. student.

I'm just saying, it happens every so often.

Today's episode of Encountering Students in the Real World is actually listed as 1.5, because the actual 1st Encounter happened before I made a nifty tag for it. You can read about that experience, which was a pleasant one, here.

The 1.5 edition follows.
Welcome. Please don't come again.

A week or two ago, I was working at my restaurant job when a student and her mother show up for dinner. They were in my section, too. I was prepared to pretend that I had never seen the student, but of course she is a really sweet girl and enthusiastically pronounced, "OH! I know you! You sub at my school!!" Yes, and now I'm serving you food. Nice to see you again. Have you been doing your homework? Didn't you like your appetizer? Blech.

What's even more awkward is the fact that her mother felt obligated to engage me in small talk after that, akin to "do you sub in specific classrooms? Do you sub at other schools?" Really, there's not much to say about a sub job (snarky blogging aside), so I didn't feel like the small talk went over that well. I just tried to be enthusiastic. Yes! I have a highly unrewarding job babysitting your child during the day! Oh, yes, it's a blast! Obviously it works out so well for me that I get to have a second job waiting tables at night; aren't I lucky?!

But they did tip well.