Sunday, April 11, 2010
A student of mine whom I'll refer to as "Junior" was singing the Dora the Explorer theme song the other day. As a refresher here, I teach eighth grade. Maybe in a kindergarten classroom, the Dora theme would go unnoticed; in a middle school classroom, I found it surprising and touching.
Shortly thereafter that same time, I saw Junior in the hallway complaining to his friends about how long it was taking them to catch up to him. "Damn, n***a," he said, "let's go, we gotta get to class."
"Junior," I said sharply, "that's not appropriate."
"Oh," he said, realizing I was right behind him, "yeah, sorry."
"You know," I said, "not ten minutes ago you were singing the Dora song, and now I hear that kind of language from you?"
"Yeah," he said, shrugging. "You know. My little brother." (Junior has a brother in the elementary school; second grade, I think.)
"Well, you wouldn't want your little brother to hear that other language, would you?"
"Nah, nah," he said. "You're right."
I sent him on his way, shaking my head a little. It was a good reminder of just how "middle" middle school can be.
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