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fresno-nightcrawler:wetwareproblem:bluegrasskitty:sugarchains:intj-confessions:dungeonmastersconsortium:analogueswords:knerdy:twitblr:Controlled bathroom breaks are dumb, if I gotta go I gotta go! (x)This is the thread I got mad in!…I’m still mad!I see people use the excuse “but what if they’re just going so they don’t have to pay attention!” a lot, and it’s a really poor excuse.Aside from the fact that kids (and adults!) need and are entitled to regular mental breaks, keeping a bored kid in the classroom isn’t going to magically make them pay attention. What it IS going to do is create an environment of distraction for the people around them. You wanna know how I know? I was that kid. I have adhd, and when I wasn’t able to get up and walk around, I talked to everyone. Constantly. When allowed to go outside and refresh my brain when needed, I became a lot less disruptive. And when it’s older kids? If a high schooler doesn’t want to learn something, they’re not going to, and you can’t make them. That’s their mistake to make. As a teacher, try making the material more accessible and engaging. That’s your job. Whether the student does their job is on them.“Kids have died in bathroom fights” is definitely an argument I haven’t seen before, but it’s so patently ridiculous that I don’t think it needs to actually be addressed. THIS SHIT MAKES ME SO ANGRY. When I was a teacher, I taught in a high school that had a lot of kids that came from poorer families. You know what I did? I always had a drawer FULL of snacks. Some sugary treats, but a lot of stuff that one might consider “food food,” not just a treat. You know what I found out? Kids would ask for a snack at the beginning of class if they wanted one, and it affected my class POSITIVELY. Kids that I knew NEEDED something to eat would be able to grab crackers and tuna or something, and other kids would just be happy to come into my class to see what I had stocked in the drawer. The kids learned to be respectful of the food BY THEMSELVES. Y’all should have seen it. Kids were policing each other in how much food they took, so that one student wouldn’t take all the zebra cakes or whatever, but not a single time was a kid scolded for taking a couple packs of crackers or whatever. And they all made sure that no one left trash around. Feeding kids is important, and if you can’t teach kids while they eat a snack, you just can’t teach.I have a fucking teaching credential. They literally taught us about Maslow’s hierarchy of needs and how kids can’t fucking learn if they’re hungry or stressed or scared. It’s in the fucking credential program. They talk about why snacks and free lunch programs are so important for low income kids. For some kids school is the only place they can get a decent meal. Fuck these teachers pretending like obedience matters more than learning.Literally the number one thing I buy for my classroom during a regular is snacks. If I’mma do anything, I’mma make sure those kids eat.I can’t expect them to learn and be functional if they’re having hunger pains, wtfMy all time favorite teacher (chemistry) started every class with a “candy quiz” where she would ask questions about what we’d gone over last time & then toss candy at you if you answered a question. Even if you got it wrong. “Hershey kiss for effort!” “Maybe some sugar will help you remember.” “Oof, not firing on all cylinders today, huh? Have a Gobstopper.”I always thought she did it because our class was just before lunch so we were all starving, but nope. It was every class.My AP English teacher had a bowl of granola bars & two coffee pots set up in the back. One with coffee & one with plain hot water (she provided Lipton tea but you could bring in whatever you wanted).If you brought in fancy coffee, you got to be her favorite for the day. It only meant you got a star sticker slapped on your forehead, which you wouldn’t think high schoolers would care about, but we did. She also had a pizza fund for each class. Mason jars with tape identifying which class it was. We’d toss in our change & whatever & once we hit $20, she’d order us all pizza.It wasn’t until I was an adult that I realized ordering five pizzas was a bit more than $20. She just wanted us to feel a sense of accomplishment. ❤️One of my history teachers liked to bake & he’d take votes on what cookies to bring in. His snicker doodles were out of this world delicious & I tried for four years to get the recipe out of him. LOLThe best teachers acknowledge that their students are people with basic needs/wants & not just cogs in a machine. All of the above is valid and true, but I’ve still gotta ask:What the fuck kind of lethal fight does that one person think a kid is going to get into in their own fucking bathroom? My lit teacher knew that his class would get colder than any of the other ones in the hall, so he actively encouraged us to bring a jacket or a blanket to keep warm cause it wasn’t something he could fix. My friend kept a snuggie in her locker that we all would use (we all had his class in different periods) and he didnt care cause we were paying attention. Didnt matter that we were wrapped up in giant blankets, we were at least focusing on him and not the cold. My french teacher knew that my adhd medication started to wear off during her class, and one of the side effects was that it would suppress my appetite. This meant that once i got to her class i would be hungry and want to eat the snacks id packed for the day. She let me eat my goldfish while i worked because she knew that those goldfish were probably the first thing id eaten that day. The best teachers i had were the ones that knew i had adhd and worked around it. They didnt mind if i took a 10 minute break from working to just doodle because they understood that me sketching was my way of resetting my brain. The sign of a good teacher is one that adapts to their students needs, and treats them like the humans they are. -- source link