Today, my students were supposed to have the kit that we need for our final project. It is a really cool business simulation where the students "get a job" in a hypothetical business, complete various tasks, and see just what happens behind the scenes.
I've been talking about this for several weeks. I've given the students a note to take their parents explaining the extra cost (approved of course, by the school--we've been doing such projects for years in this class). I even scheduled a trip to the bookstore during class so that the students could purchase their kits a week ago.
Today, in my last hour class, one of my students. Came up to me and said, "I don't have my kit, because I was absent, and didn't know that I needed it.
Well, young Brittany has been absent. Absent more than any other student. Absent about 45 times this year.
Brittany also expects that if she doesn't do something, all she needs to do is smile, blink her eyelids, and look coy, and everything will be taken care of.
So, anyway, I didn't want to get into it, so I explained that the rest of the class would be doing their project in class, and that she needed to pay attention to the instructions, because I was going to expect her to get the materials and get caught up on her own. Of course, she smiled, blinked, and coyly said that she would be glad to.
I started to introduce the project, guiding the students through their initial 'jobs.' Young Brittany, then took out a bag of chocolate chip cookies, and very ceremoniously began to eat them.
As if that wasn't bad enought, she didn't even offer me any!
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