Friday. Second period. I was doing the trig lesson which was kind of a review. The previous period was cut short due to state testing and a fire drill, so they had never gotten a chance to practice the problems I talked about on Wednesday. So, I was going over the material again so they'd know what to do when they were working on the problems.
Because I was going over notes they already had, I was having the students give me answers. I'd ask what trig function I'd need to use for a specific problem. Then I'd have another student plug the numbers into their calculator to give me an answer.
It was going smoothly.
Ava was over in her seat, laughing. Clearly on her phone. So, of course I called on her.
"I don't know."
I pointed out to her the information she would need to answer my question. It was on the TV screen behind me. I moved the notes so the pertinent information was visible. I made it bigger, too.
"I can't see it."
I told her she could move.
She refused.
She basically refused to even attempt to answer the question.
After a bit more back and forth, I got the answer I was looking for. (If I recall correctly, I was seeking "cosine". That's all.) And then I moved on.
Ava's been requesting me to check late work that she's done (because she refuses to work in class). And she's got an attitude with me. I mean, do students not realize that they catch more flies with honey?
Sophomores... They haven't quite matured yet. Close, but not quite there.
Although, I won't be surprised if Ava ends up at the continuation high school. She's got that way about her.
I hate confrontations like this.
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