Hip! Hip! Hooray!

In previous post I briefly mentioned stats class and said that it needed its own post, well here we go...

It all started on the first day of school, third period. Everyone walked in and sat down together amongst the approximately thirty desks, the ironic part was there was only ten of us. In the class was me, Liz, Ryan, Beca, Kenzie, Ashley, Jordan, Josh (another one), Courtney, and Stephanie. The bell rang and we all laughed, primarily because we are used to the classes having at least twenty five people or more in them. It was a great way to have a class.

Mrs. Norwood walked in and started to talk about Statistics A.P. and all the exciting (as she jumps up and down) things that we are going to be learning. After she gave her talk and let us have some free time, we all figured out that the reason that our class was created was because everyone had fourth period blocked out. We were all involved in three term fourth period classes whether it be athletics, A.P. Biology, or A.P. Physics.

As a class we quickly bonded and knew everyone names and each others activities outside of stats. I think even Mrs. Norwood really liked our class, which doesn't really happen when everyone knows each other so well.

As stats progressed and Mrs. Norwood would have us write notes the whole period, make us work out these ridiculous problems and then at the end tell us how to literally hit two buttons on the calculator and get the answer, our attention span for statistics started to decline. On some days she would stand and lecture the whole period with us just talking about whether or not the football team was going to win the game coming up. Not to mention, all Mrs. Norwood did was whisper only the lecture and then would be like "TO DO THIS IN YOUR CALCULATOR..." in which we all paid attention.

The first term of statistics was completely easy and under no circumstances did we really have to work very hard in her class. Although some days for the sake of Mrs. Norwood we would listen to her, primarily because there was a test the next day and we had no clue what we were doing. Like I said above, it was really easy when we did rapid reviews right before the test.

After time had passed the class would get even worse telling Mrs. Norwood that we didn't appreciate the long way of working out problems when we knew the easy way was to come. So it started out the saying Hip, Hip Hooray! After a long hour of what seemed like learning nothing, Mrs. Norwood would tell us the trick on how to compute the certain concept in the calculator. After we worked it together and the class got the answer Ryan would yell out Hip! Hip! in which the class finished with Hooray!

Mrs. Norwood even got into it sometimes...which is kind of scary when a teacher likes it.

We figured out one day why she joined in with the shouting and would jump in down with excitement over some stats theory. She told us that she had taught kindergarten for some time and then transferred to high school. Wow! Wanna talk about a jump, so that's when everyone agreed that the reason she was partially nutty was because she taught kindergarten and she overdoses on the Jolly Ranchers in her desk.

By this time the first term was coming to an end, where we all figured out that we all had fifth period together, but with other people. Yuck! We begged Mrs. Norwood if she could arrange the seating chart around our current seating chart, after all we were the experienced group new to our class. After much debate we walked in the morning of winter term and we had a seating chart, except everyone was pretty much in the same seats, just moved across the room.

During lecture we didn't pay a lick of attention and then Ryan randomly broke out with Hip! Hip! and the old third period said louder than ever HOORAY! The other classmates were somewhat perplexed, but didn't seem to mind.

At this point the new classmates had joined the environment that the old third period had, pretty much not to listen. So of course the first test came around and the day before, when there wasn't a scheduled review day, we told Mrs. Norwood we had no clue what to do on anything. She replied that the test was still on. Well crap we thought. The test came and everyone pretty much didn't do so hot on it except the nerdy juniors who think they're cool because they are in a class with seniors. May I remind them, that there was a reason we choose not to take Calculus.

After that test Mrs. Norwood had the class in check and we listen and actually do our homework now instead of looking in the back of the book for the answers. Although at times we do get rowdy and tell her that the Standard Error of the Mean is ridiculous, we still enjoy the class (sometimes).

Wow, that was a long post, but I just had to make one special entry for statistics class, because if the rest of the day is unexciting, I can always count on a laugh in there.

So all that is left to say is HIP! HIP! HOORAY!