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fandomhigh2021-09-08 04:42 am
died8yearsago) wrote in fandomhigh2021-09-08 04:42 am
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Math; Wednesday, First Period [09/08].
Well, Rosa wasn't covered in scales today, which, if you asked her, was kind of a downgrade, she thought they'd look pretty badass, but she still had to teach math class, which was significantly less badass, and while she glowered over all the ways in which Summer was probably completely ruining her badass empire at this school, she still wasn't sure exactly what to actually do about it.
Which meant she was still teaching math. And wondering what to do about October swiftly approaching. There was at least one idea approaching there, but it was still in its baby stages. She might need another week to sort of figure that out more completely, and so there they were. In math class.
With a stack of papers that she'd actually gone over once they were handed in ast week and graded, which she hadn't expected she'd even bother with, but what started out as genuine curiosity to see just what a clusterfuck mathematics at this school would be turned into an oddly sincere effort to comb through the assessment tests to grade them.
Of course, since she hadn't bothered with introductions (and wouldn't have remembered, anyway), she was stuck with not knowing which test went to which student, with a few notable exceptions.
(If you were an exception and Rosa actually did know your name...that was up to you to decide whether or not that was actually a good thing).
It was fine, there was a simple solution to this. "Okay," she started, "so I went over your tests from last week, and it's not as bad as I thought. You all seem to have a general competency with math, so that's....good. When I call your name, come up and get your test, and then we're going to move on to multiplication and division."
Weren't you all just so thrilled?
Which meant she was still teaching math. And wondering what to do about October swiftly approaching. There was at least one idea approaching there, but it was still in its baby stages. She might need another week to sort of figure that out more completely, and so there they were. In math class.
With a stack of papers that she'd actually gone over once they were handed in ast week and graded, which she hadn't expected she'd even bother with, but what started out as genuine curiosity to see just what a clusterfuck mathematics at this school would be turned into an oddly sincere effort to comb through the assessment tests to grade them.
Of course, since she hadn't bothered with introductions (and wouldn't have remembered, anyway), she was stuck with not knowing which test went to which student, with a few notable exceptions.
(If you were an exception and Rosa actually did know your name...that was up to you to decide whether or not that was actually a good thing).
It was fine, there was a simple solution to this. "Okay," she started, "so I went over your tests from last week, and it's not as bad as I thought. You all seem to have a general competency with math, so that's....good. When I call your name, come up and get your test, and then we're going to move on to multiplication and division."
Weren't you all just so thrilled?
Sign In - Math, 09/09.
Pick up your Test - Math, 09/08.
...but when your name (or whatever name you put on the top of your paper) is called, please come up and get it and feel free to respond to your grade accordingly.
Lesson: Multiplication and Division - Math, 09/08.
"Well," she admitted outloud, "that didn't take nearly as long as I was hoping it would."
Walk to the desk slower next time, you guys, come on. No one actually wanted to do math in this class, right?
"So I guess that means we're moving on." She sighed heavily with the burden of it as she moved to the blackboard. "Right. So. Multiplication and division. I can tell that most of you have at least a basic grasp on this one, so let's just go over it to refresh our memories and do some example. Multiplication is basically increasing numbers by multiples, so...let's say you have two times two. You're basically adding two two times." She scribbled on the board. "Two times three...that's adding two three times....Two, four, six. There. See? Then you get into bigger numbers, like, I don't know, thirteen times twelve, and things start to get weird, but you can use this, I don't know,"--wasn't it always encouraging, to hear your teacher just say 'I don't know'?--"this method, where you do...this thing...where..."
She put the problem up on the board, tried to sort of explain what she was doing as she did it, but ultimately, though she came up with the answer and went through the method, actually explaining it was...well...
"You get the idea," she insisted. "And division is...the opposite. So instead of adding those multiples, you're subtracting them. Or breaking them down, I don't know how best to describe it. You just....do the thing. Like four divided by two. That's two, because it takes two twos to make a four. Ten divided by two is five, because it takes five twos to make a four. When you do the problems, you use this little table thing with the base number under it and the dividing number here, and then you can break it down and it gets really complicated when you're dealing with bigger numbers, but, hey, guess what, that's what calculators are for.
"Anyway," Rosa erased all the problems she'd put up for examples, and then, consulting a sheet she'd printed off the internet, put a variety of new multiplication and division problems up in their stead, of varying simplicity and complication, "here's some equations, I'm going to call you up to the board and you can try to work through them and if you can't figure it out, we'll try to break it down, I guess."
Why was she teaching this class??? UGH.
"Okay, you," she quirked her chin at a random student, because, yeah, she did not retain hardly any of that previous attempt to actually connect some names to faces. "You're up first. Pick and equation and go to town."
And, of course, those math equations were completely moddable, subject to handwavey, and basically however you'd like to play it out.
Talk to Rosa - Math, 09/08.
Thank god this school was dumb, though, and she only had to do this once a week rather than every day.
OOC - Math, 09/08.
Re: Sign In - Math, 09/09.
Re: Pick up your Test - Math, 09/08.
She received her test and was relieved that while it wasn't the greatest grade it was actually one of the better ones she had received.
Re: Lesson: Multiplication and Division - Math, 09/08.
She picked an equation to work through and it was going to take a while as she she slowly counted the numbers to figure out what the answer was.
Re: Sign In - Math, 09/09.
Re: Pick up your Test - Math, 09/08.
Re: Pick up your Test - Math, 09/08.
But it didn't really seem like a situation where she felt a 'yes, ma'am' would be necessary, and also, she was wondering if she needed to expressly ban 'ma'am' from ever being uttered in one of her classrooms ever again.
"Your test," she finally offered, holding it up and barely keeping herself from just shaking it at Clare. "From last week. I'm giving it back to you."
But she wasn't about to go walking around handing them to the students when they could come get them from her at the desk, because she was already putting way more effort into this class than it probably deserved.
Re: Lesson: Multiplication and Division - Math, 09/08.
"Oh, right," she said, after probably leaving Jo up there to sweat a little longer than necessary, and she walked over to the board to pull down a chart from one of those rolling things that maps and stuff rolled up into.
The whole thing creaked in complaint, like no one had bothered to use this chart or even this classroom in probably forever.
(Or, at the very least, about thirteen years).
"Look," she said, "multiplication table." She gave the poster a little smack with her hand, sending up a small cloud of dust. "This should help."
She then tried to supress a cough from the dust, but ultimately failed.
Re: Pick up your Test - Math, 09/08.
Re: Pick up your Test - Math, 09/08.
"You're....fine," she ventured, albeit uncertainly. "It was just an assessment to give me an idea of where everyone was at."
Would it help if she told Clare that math was kind of bullshit, and this class was definitely bullshit, and so none of it even mattered? Probably, but there was still that dumb part of her that was actually weirdly trying to do this teaching thing right, and it didn't seem very...teacher-y.
Ask her again at the end of the class, though, and she would not have hesitated to drop that wisdom for a second.
Re: Pick up your Test - Math, 09/08.
Re: Sign In - Math, 09/09.
Re: Pick up your Test - Math, 09/08.
"I miss hitting people with giant q-tips."
Re: Lesson: Multiplication and Division - Math, 09/08.
The chalk screeched against the board. Or maybe that was the claw jutting out from her finger because of her nerves. She growled at it, low and under her breath, because the way to get your were-side to subside was definitely to get mad at it.
Re: Pick up your Test - Math, 09/08.
"Me, too," Rosa murmured, releasing Malia's test to her, with almost a sigh of her own. "Me, too."
Maybe...how could giant q-tips be worked into math? There had to be....something there, right?
Re: Lesson: Multiplication and Division - Math, 09/08.
She was, however, making a note to bring earplugs in for the next time they did a chalkboard related activity.
Re: Lesson: Multiplication and Division - Math, 09/08.
Oddly enough, math was the only subject Malia was actually worried about being behind her peers on after spending so long as a coyote.
Despite, in one alternate timeline, managing to catch up with said peers, including a bonafide genius, well enough to place in their same math class in 11th grade.She stepped back and glared at the board, taking multiple loud breaths, and tried to remember Scott's lessons in anchors and control.Then she blinked at the problem she was working on, tilted her head, and went "Oh!" before making a perfectly reasonable adn mostly accurate attempt at some long division.
She'd managed to test into 11th grade math for a reason in that alternate universe, after all.Re: Sign In - Math, 09/09.