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2 comments:
Foarte interesant subiectul postat de tine. M-am uitat pe blogul tau si imi place ce am vazut.Cu siguranta am sa il mai vizitez.
O zi buna!
Boys from a group home come in to use the public computers. Teens. They crowd around a bicker and laugh sometimes and carry on. They have a chaperon. I went to him after and quietly asked that he have them form a line and quiet down while I assign computers. He agreed.
They came in this week scrambling around. "Ok, form a line," I barked, " I don't care how you do it. Decide amongst themselves. One boy asserted his dominance, and butt in the very front grinning at me. One boy was last. I took their names and assigned the computers orderly. The chaperon wasn't near.
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