Lunchtime

I just sent the Year 11s off to English and now I eat lunch before the Year 10s come for a double lesson. I'm going to need plenty of nourishment.

The Year 11s were relatively well-behaved. Sagnik made some comment about teachers violating his rights, to which I responded,

What did your group say to Mr. Watts the other day? He started telling me a story but then he stopped himself. He said you guys are funny.

Sagnik smiled knowingly:

Oh, you mean about student evaluations of teachers? We're not allowed to tell you--it's strictly confidential--teachers are not allowed to know.

Here come the Year 10s with their tablets. They are a lovely bunch of students: nice, smart, polite, fun-loving, etc, and they have as much mathematical sophistication as a cascade of lemmings. Most of them are lazy; today only Ariel could show a decent effort on her homework.