I will not lie to the teacher

My co-teacher was away on Friday and I had to teach grade 5 (shudder) all by myself. 2 classes went amazingly well, the other two...well... not so well. In my first bad class, i sent 7 or so boys back to their homeroom to get their textbooks and told them they had 3 minutes to get back. LIke 10 minutes later, they start to trickle in and only 4 had textbooks and I wasn't in the mood to go down without a fight. With only 5 minutes left in class, i wanted to play a game with them but no one would be quiet, so I just stood at the front, completely quiet and slowly started dismissing students who were quiet, too. By the time I was done, the only ones left were the boys who said they were getting thier books and didn't. They had to stay in class and write "I will not lie to the teacher" 15 times (not enough) then I delivered their signed sheets to their homeroom teacher. My last class was worse, though. As I was watching the dialogue clip along with the class, i noticed that one girl student was standing on the other side of the classroom with two handfulls of a guy's hair and he had two handfulls of her hair and they were reefing. GAWD! I was like "WHY? WHY? WHY?". This is totally typical of them and I was so freaking angry. This one kid who causes problems every day started yelling "Lee Young Sun, phone" over and over again (that's my co-teacher's name). I was well-prepared to use"NAJAT!" (get out) on him if he caused me any problems so I sent him out. Instead of standing in the hall and repenting, he had his face pressed against the glass door, so I threw it open so I could keep an eye on him but he slammed it back in my face. All the while, another boy student was having a total meltdown and I had no idea why. I told the class to be quiet and put their heads down on their desks and I marched the door-slamming kid down to the VP's office (he was away) so we walked to his homeroom and, by this time i was insanely flustered, told his homeroom teacher (the sweetest woman) "NO ENGLISH! NO ENGLISH! I'M SORRY. NO ENGLISH!" and then ran back to my class. To my absolute shock, they still all had their heads down and were chatting quietly. JUST WHAT I NEEDED!

As I've already mentioned on my blog, I've been taking Taekwondo lessons every night and I really love it. My job can be really aggravating and I've been nursing a broken heart, so kicking the crap out of things every night REALLY helps. I've even earned my yellow belt! Unfortunately, when I arrived at Taekwondo on Friday night, guess who was there! Door-slamming kid! He's now in the class. I was really upset at first thinking "so much for that", but then realized I can probably just ignore him or make amends and try to improve our head-butting. I haven't had a class since that night, so we'll have to wait and see.