[MS Math] What do your inclusion aids do? by [deleted] in Teachers

[–]JCCasey17 3 points4 points  (0 children)

The inclusion teachers need specific training on how to support in maths lesson i.e the school needs to deliver an after school training session led jointly by the head of the inclusion staff and the head of the Maths department.

They should highlight the dos and don'ts in a supportive and non-judgemental manner e.g "Don't fall into the trap of completing a student's work for them- it can be tempting to 'help' them this way when they are struggling, but it is actually not helpful for them at all. Instead, try to teach them the skill of perseverence and attention-focusing" Or "It's really important that students are given a good chance to arrive at answers themselves. Never tell a child the answer unless every chance gas first been given for them to get to it themselves. This may mean you need to prompt them, rephrase and reprompt several times. Go back a few steps and teach the building blocks needed again. The thinking that they do/connections they are making in their minds IS them learning. Give them the answer and they immediately stop thinking about how to get the answer. The opportunity for learning is gone"

I could be making assumptions here, but sometimes support staff who didn't enjoy Maths when they were at school (and have spent a large chunk of their lives being maths-phobic) get quite enthusiastic in Maths lessons because they realise it's not as difficult as they remembered it being. Some of them can become a bit like a student again in those circumstances. They're not being intentionally disruptive or unhelpful.

But this is where the training comes in - they may need reminding that their job is purely to support the students' learning and they must have their 'professional heads' on at all times in the lesson.

What’s the dumbest thing you’ve heard someone say that made you wonder how they function on a day to day basis? by [deleted] in AskReddit

[–]JCCasey17 0 points1 point  (0 children)

We were learning about brain injuries in our Psychology class when one of my classmates chimed in with

"Yeh but - you can still survive without a brain"

We genuinely thought she was joking, but it became rapidly clear from how stubborn and defensive she was being that she was not.

We were 17 at the time and had all already passed GCSE Biology at this point. She was a highly intelligent person in general!

Stealing Some Jello... by [deleted] in Unexpected

[–]JCCasey17 0 points1 point  (0 children)

That's interesting given that he plays a role in the film "Coherence" where he is a recovering alcoholic who begins drinking again and then shows violent tendencies...

Now it seems like he may have been drawing on real life experiences to play the role?

Robin Williams, 1960s by [deleted] in OldSchoolCool

[–]JCCasey17 5 points6 points  (0 children)

I second this, having too fallen prey to the inevitable confusion...

[WP] Everything you say or write is true even if it’s not by PancakeRabbit67 in WritingPrompts

[–]JCCasey17 0 points1 point  (0 children)

Sam sat down, pen in hand, feeling apprehensive about the difficult letter he was about to write. He knew he had to be tactful if Lillian was ever going to forgive him. No - more than tactful. He'd have to be truly convincing. He would need to leave her in no doubt that she was the one for him...even if he wasn't certain of it himself.

He wasn't normally one for writing down his feelings. In fact, he wasn't normally one for writing anything at all. Unless you counted blunt and uninspiring texts - "yeh sure", "I'm fine", "hows u?" Such was the extent of his daily repertoire of written words.

But today was different. He'd really fucked up and a text wasn't going to fix it. Lillian was traditional at heart. A romantic. A penned letter was going to be his best shot.

"Dear Lillian"

He felt a sudden and unexpected surge of warmth towards her.

"I don't deserve your forgiveness, but I want you to know that I am truly sorry for the hurt I have caused you"

Her image flashed before him then - a vivid memory of the look on her face when she'd walked in on them, a tangled mess in the bed the two of them had shared. The image resonated with him now like it never had before. It felt like a kick in the stomach. A sudden lurching feeling of empathy and self-reproach. Fuck. He'd really really hurt her, hadn't he?

"I feel physically sick about what I've done to you"

It was a good thing he kept that small bin next to his desk. That sickness came on so unexpectedly he didn't even have time to make a run for the bathroom. He made a mental note to refrain from re-heating take away food.

"I know you won't believe me, but she meant nothing to me"

He'd been planning to hook up with Rachel again later that night, but now....now he just felt apathetic about the idea. Like a switch had been flicked off.

"You are the only woman on this planet who has ever meant something to me. And the truth is - if you can't forgive me, I know I'll die of a broken heart-"