I almost made it through my first year as a public school teacher without breaking up a fight, just call me Referee Fletcher! YES-little 'ole Miss Fletcher had the privilege of breaking up a fight between two 8th grade boys. Here's how it went down...
I walk outside during 3rd and 4th period because I have planning that period and our students are going to their related arts. Thus.... hundreds of students are outside. I see at least 100 kids all in a clump. I walk over and start yelling GET TO CLASS (as any other decent, normal teacher would do) while they are slowly moving and waiting for something to happen between 2 boys I hadn't even noticed yet.
So I turn my back to ask a fellow student what was going on and her face lit up and then she pointed and went, "OHMYGOSH!" (In her excited, country accent...) Thus... I turn around and find "L" beating the snot out of "A". I did get a little nervous because I was the ONLY teacher there and not to mention... a female teacher trying to break apart 2 boys. So I walk over and just grab the back of the L's shirt (hoping to prevent any swinging arms or fists that might come my way) and little A is crumpled up on the ground. The kids disperse... THEN about 5 teachers come out... and I grab L's wrist and walk him to the office. He didn't say a word to me and I didn't say a word to him, because honestly... there's NO good reason as to why he was beating up a kid so I didn't really care what it was about.
I was quite proud of myself and handled it as best as I could. L is suspended for the rest of the year, and A (since he didn't throw a punch) is now trying to defend himself from others. A told another teacher... "Jesus wouldn't have thrown any punches, so I didn't!" hmmm... that would have been a great motto to have a few weeks ago when he beat the snot out of another kid. Eh, at least he's learning something... stay tuned for more WILD middle school stories! During the month of May our campus is like a zoo!
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