Let me first apologize for the hiatus. For those of you who don't know, I'm now a 6/7 grade teacher at a Montessori school. Don't ask. It's a long story full of power struggles, the word "urgency," and frequent changes in expectations.
Enough of that. Let's get to the good stuff.
My 6/7 grade cherubs began their morning by quietly working. In that welcomed moment of silence, I realized that shit was about to hit fan. If I learned one thing in Teaching Land, it's that when a loud class is quiet someone is about to die... or worse... get "roasted."
Flashback to yesterday:
Student 1&Student 2 were dating or together or going out... whatever the cool kids call it. Student 3 said to student 4 that someone in the class is going to break up. Student 4 assumed it was Student 1&2 and told student 1 that she, student 2, is going to break up with him. According to student 1, he didn't want to be "single forever" and if plans on breaking up, then he's going to ask another girl out. Well, student 2 heard that student 1 is now going out with another girl.
Student 2 decided it was time to roast student 1 as I was trying to understand the reason for the quiet. After 3 minutes of hair line and shoe insults, my quiet class turned into a full blown Capulet and Montague type brawl. Instead of the swords and poison, my cherubs chose paper balls and pencils.
My class went to "war" over a breakup. Most of the class survived unscathed however many lost their recess time.