The problem is, I'm going to struggle to communicate what this girl 'does' (you, fellow teachers will doubtless understand.) Year 8.
- buries head in arms on the desk, hair falling all around her. I say her name. Sophie? SOPHIE? She then slowly, reluctantly, sits up. Big groan. 'Whaaaaaaa?' 'Sit up, please.' 'UGH!'
- turns around and giggles whenever I say anything. I mean anything. 'Sophie, have you made a start?' Turn round in seat, makes eye contact with Anna or Phoebe or Emily. Snigger, snigger, splutter, snigger. 'Sophie, turn round please.' UGH! again.
- invents illnesses - 'I feel sick / I have a headache / my stomach hurts / but miiiiiiss I feel siiiiiick.'
- even little things cause a mini tantrum - flings her pen down, snorts, rolls her eyes, does a mini Kevin the teenager thing with arms, tuts.
So, anyway, I got fed up today and I've decided to ring home. But mum is a governor ...