I had a bit of a nightmare this afternoon. It's the first time I've had any real bother with pupils, and I found some of them real heavy going. What made things so difficult was that I was doing some marking for the first time. I had to talk through their work with puils who had finished certain topics and it was during this time that the pupils started getting rowdy. I can see that a couple of individuals are going to have to be taken in hand.
I know I need to get tough with some of this lot. maybe I'll have to transfer someone out of the class as a warning message to the rest of them, although I'll take no pleasure in it. But, if they carry on like today, next time I see them, I'm afraid I'll have no option but to take some sort of action, because they think that getting away with it once is a signal that they can do it all the time. Probably because we're talking about older pupils here. The younger ones generally do what they're told. I dread to think what some of this lot get up to at the weekend.
I watched "My Boy Jack" last night with Daniel Radcliffe (Harry Potter) in it. True story, although I did find it pretty depressing. But, I've heard worse stories. This old guy I used to work for told me about how 15 young men set off from the village of Spey Bay to fight in the Great War. Only one of them ever returned. That must have been all of the young men from that village, as it's very small. Another story recanted how a woman had 3 sons off fighting. The sons were married to women from different villages, and on one particular day, the wives of all 3 men arrived at their mother-in-law's to inform her of their husbands deaths. That's right, she heard of her sons deaths, the three of them in one day. A bit like Saving Private Ryan, only true!
