I was a teacher. I'd been given two classes and one other kind of session. One of my classes was some kind of math; the other was sex ed. I didn't realize that one of my classes was 9:30 at night and then 9:30 the next morning, so the next morning at 9:42 or so, I realized while looking through my papers that I was late. The kids were probably sitting there misbehaving. They were boys and girls, maybe in the eighth or ninth grade, and some of the boys reminded me of boys I'd worked with in juvenile detention centers.
When I taught the kids at night, they were out of control and I frequently had to raise my voice and direct them to do and be certain ways appropriate to the class. I kept thinking about how I should have started the class with some rules about appropriate behavior, but now I would have to wait until the second class.
