Bad Day

I had three classes of real little terrors today. Man I was so knackered by the end of it. One kid, after discovering accidently that marker comes off the whiteboard if you rub your hand on it, decided then to rub off my entire lesson plan for the hour. This was five minutes into the lesson. I was not pleased. Everybody else in the class seemed able to do, despite not knowing any English, the exact opposite of what I'd want - stand up when I wanted them to sit, pass the ball instead of throwing it, giving me a viscious beating instead of a high-five (which I now regret introducing to class as they only see it as an opportunity to hit the teacher). At this point, random screaming and running around and throwing stuff is a given. The students do it too. But seriously folks...