A couple of weeks ago I was working with one of my younger classes. Half way through the lesson, much to the hilarity of the rest of the group, one boy passed wind. Much wafting of hands, shouting ‘pheeeew’ and laughter later the boy asked if he could please go to the toilet sir?
I am not such a monster as to say no, particularly if there is a very real possibility that I may be involved in a major clean-up activity if I refuse. So off he went.
As he left the room one of the other children started a cross class conversation:
“Where’s he gone?”
“To the toilet of course.” (snigger)
“Number 1 or 2”
“2” (more sniggers)
ME – “enough thank you.”
Small voice – “or a number 3.”
The possibility had not occurred before, but now it had it needed to be explored;
“No that would be a 10.” Whooping gales of laughter.
ME – “seriously – enough.”
Momentary silence, followed by a new voice;
Room erupts once more into howls of hysterical laughter, followed by rapid fire volley of escalating numerical options – 50, 60, 80, 99.
ME – “This is not helping our RE work.”
Eventually the room calmed again. Work was resumed and RE was back on the agenda. Until another voice called out with wild abandon and gusto;
Bedlam ensued and the boy who had been to the toilet walked back in right in the middle of it. Naturally he joined in and the whole sequence was repeated once again.
To be honest, I didn’t really want to teach RE that day anyway!