Anyhoo, it is fair to say that I spent a bit of time playing class clown. I know, some of you are shocked to hear that, just as our pal the inspector was shocked to learn that gambling took place at Ricks .
Since I a man who believes in using this blog to help others I'd like to share a few things I used to do to pass the time during my university career.
Example #1
Write this down on three pieces of paper and then leave the papers throughout the classroom:That is guaranteed to cause all sorts of mischief as people pass the note around and try and locate the foot print.
Why is there a footprint on the ceiling? Pass it on
One of the other things that you can do is for when your professor is late.
Example #2
Walk to the front of the classroom and write on the chalkboard.If you have nerves of steel you can try a variation of the last example.
"I will be late today. Please write an in-class 500 word essay on chapter four. I will collect it at the end of class.
Announce that Professor Hackleshmackle is going to be late and has asked you to lead a discussion.Please note that if you try any of these examples We take no responsibility for the consequences.
Take out your textbook and start randomly calling on students. Ask the students you call upon to comment on a particular section or chapter and then tell them that they are wrong and that if they had attended the last study session they would know better.
3 comments:
Not long ago, my daughter and I tried a variation on example #1 at a party. We took turns glancing up at the ceiling with a puzzled expression on our faces. Before long, people started to notice, and they too began to look up at the ceiling. Within a few minutes, half the party was whispering to each other as they tried to figure out what was on the ceiling. It was great.
Jack, my smart ass nephew got in trouble last year for leading a smart ass revolution in history class one day. The teacher stalked out and said they could darn well conduct their own class that day.
And they did. When she looked back through the glass in the door she saw my nephew leading a discussion about the day's subject.
Raizy,
That is my kind of humor. And if people question me I tell them it is for my psychology class.
Fortunately no one asks any details about that. I never did take a psychology class, but I did take sociology in the Fall of 1987.
Fee,
Your nephew sounds like my kind of guy.
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