Imagine a hot, energetic classroom full of, say, three dozen eight year olds. Maybe they’ve been on their own for an hour so they’ve gone kind of feral. It’s chaos. Speed is essential to get students ready to learn. How does a teacher get butts in seats?
As soon as our students see us coming, they run for their chairs. They sit, hands folded, cheeks pooched out, utterly silent.
They want stickers, as described in this earlier post. The idea came from Kruu Max last year, and it’s the gift that keeps on giving. Bill and Brian mailed a bunch of stickers they bought at Target, and our kids would kill for them.
But what happens when we run out of stickers? It’s not pretty, a you can see here: