I can hardly believe that it is the 3rd week of Things My Students Teach Me. In terms of interest from you, thy humble readers, this has been one of the most popular features so I'm hoping it will only get better. I am, however, a little concerned as school holidays begin as of tomorrow so I may have to substitute it with something else while the break is on. Suggestions are, as always, welcome.
Today is the last day of March which normally would call for a wrap up of Lola's recent activities. I'm thinking that post may have to wait until Good Friday though because, well, if post-work drinks go well, I'm planning on spending much of Friday in bed, eating, sleeping and blogging.
My ambition is astounding, I know.
Lesson #3: Be subtle.
This lesson could also be called - Don't discuss body odour with a group.
Yesterday I announced to a few boys, who had spent the better part of their day hanging out in our classroom's air conditioning, studying for exams and throwing around a football, that they needed to rectify their deodorant situation because, and I quote, "There is a serious B.O. issue in this room."
I know, charming aren't I.
I got back to my desk and quickly realised I had mentioned this B.O. issue once before when, let's call him Fred, was in the room. The last time 'Fred' had responded that it wasn't the room, "it's just me miss."
Turns out, 'Fred' was also in the room yesterday when I professed my disgust. Oh dear 'Fred'.
Feeling a little ashamed I spoke to another boy, 'Antwonne' (so NOT his name but it'd be rad if it was) about it and he said while he doesn't notice it (the 'stench') that maybe I should be a little more careful or subtle about it.
Boys are funny creatures. They don't get terribly offended when you tell them their assignment is no good, but tell them you don't REALLY like the Lisztomania song they played you, they get terribly cut up about it. Tell them they need to watch their body odour, some will hit you with a spray of Lynx - Chocolate (because apparently "girls like it"), many will do nothing and continue to show up smelling of old socks while others will not say anything but be absolutely mortified.
So what would you do? WikiAnswers suggests:
Be as tactful and pleasant as possible, but perhaps in passing one might say in a humerous way "oh, ran out of soap today?"
Oh dear. This is the reason teachers don't like kids using Wikipedia for research.
This also got me thinking of other ways I should tone things down, or be more subtle. For example announcing to a table that "I have to go to the toilet" is really, probably unnecessary. Excusing myself is far more ladylike.
Perhaps it is something to do with teaching boys, you quickly get used to saying what you think, whether it is necessary or not.
What do you think is the proper etiquette?
Anyway, I'm off to have a shower, I'm starting to get a little paranoid.