Unsurprisingly, it happened again. The moment Josh walked through my classroom door on the first day of school, I knew he was a leader. And unfortunately, it was clear he was a sour leader. A rebel leader. A leader who used his powers for evil… pardon the hyperbole.
As Josh plopped himself down at the assigned table, his swarm of groupies circled about, snickering with the roll of jests he felt obligated to spout off. His poor behavior rippled outward from himself, to his immediate entourage, and then to the class at large.