I’ve got this one student. We call her the devil.
When you look at her, she’s all cute. Grade 5. Pouty lips. Straight black hair. Cute little Korean girl.
But somewhere inside of her is the devil.
Last week was writing week. I looked at her homework, which was the 5th book in a series of stories that she’s writing. But this newest one was way shorter than the other ones– only 3 pages instead of 4.5 like the others! So I asked her to make it longer. She flat out refused, saying we need to mark it first. A few arguments later, and I just let her sit there for 2 hours because she wasn’t listening to me.
And then today. She hid her binder on me, but in the process dropped some papers on the ground. So I asked her to pick them up since she dropped them. Did she? Of course not! So for the second week an a row she refuses to follow instructions. Even the other students don’t like her!
But… at least she doesn’t colour on me anymore or throw sharpened pencils at me. That’s a good thing, right?