I feel like the Golden Rule of substitute teaching is that the kids are always trying to pull crap on you. It's like a game for them. I remember all too well. Heck, played it when I was young!
Today's high school French class was pretty easy at the rural school, but one class had three boys who needed to finish their exams from Friday. Since the rest of the class was working in groups and the room was noisy, I sent them to the hallway to finish up.
By the time I took attendance and was able to step out to check on their progress, I walked into the three of them huddling and sharing answers. One even had his book out!
Enraged, I grabbed the book from the one and ordered the others to spread out across the hall. "This is bullshit!" I barked in a fit. They thought it was hilarious.
I threatened to roll my chair in to the hall and watch them like we have to do with the Kindergarteners (thank you, Gus, for the lesson). For the rest of the period, I stationed one kid from the class in the doorway to "report on the state of the test-takers." By holding a random, innocent classmate accountable for the cheating prowess of his peers, I was able to coerce him into ensuring the integrity of the others. I simply promised to include the innocent's name with the offenders as an equal contributor if I found out that cheating was occuring.
Meanwhile, I just hung out at my desk and read e-mails.
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