gracefinders

I’m tired. Its not because I worked hard. Its because of what I see. The view from a substitute teacher’s desk weigh’s heavy on my heart…

“Time for a little class competition. John, will you please put your phone away and try to factor this trinomial?” Teacher walks next to the kid who is checking snap chat. “Put it away, please.” The kid doesn’t budge. Five minutes later, the phone is still out, 50 minutes later, the phone is still out. Or phone is out again.

Out of Control Addiction

Kids checking their makeup in the camera of their phone, watching Netflix movies on the iPad while doing math problems, mindlessly swiping through post after post, ear buds in continuously, a few quickly try to do some of the assignment. Or not. Maybe not. Heads down on the desk. Video games. Lots video games. Violent ones. Music playing.

Ruled by Desire, Not by Respect or Rules

“No, I won’t put my phone away because I’m listening to music.” Teacher says, don’t leave yet, the bell hasn’t rung. Kid lingers in the door way, taking a step further into the hallway. Kids throw away paper with a basketball shot from the back of the room.

Teacher says, don’t leave yet, the bell hasn’t rung. Kid lingers in the door way, taking a step further into the hallway. Kids throw away paper with a basketball shot from the back of the room.

Colorful Language

“And I said to that F-n lady that blah blah.” “Watch your language, please.” “What, what did I say?” the baby faced boy honestly wonders.

Constant

This is all just in one day. And it was actually a decent day.