I have a story to tell you. Like to hear about it, here it goes.
When I first assumed control of my new classroom a couple of weeks ago, I asked my students to let me know if they did not want me to touch them. I told them this because I know there are some who have traumatic pasts and aren’t so trusting or don’t want anyone touching them. Well, one of my students was pretty vocal about it. He said, “I don’t want you touching me. I don’t know you, so keep your hands off of me”.
So, I told him I would respect his boundaries.
That’s not where the story ends, of course. As I do with all of my students, I called each of them to my desk and inquired about their goals, likes, dislikes, etc… I then asked about his behaviour. He told me that his last teacher, at his old school, was scared of him because he would threaten her and be mean to her. I told him to look at me because, unlike his last teacher, I wasn’t scared of him and that I wouldn’t give up on him. I also told him that I could tell that he wasn’t the person he was pretending to be and that I knew he was a good little boy.
“You’ll be hugging me in less than a month,” I told him.
Well, guess what? My prediction turned out to be true. Here’s what happened. He was misbehaving on Tuesday, so I gave him “the look”. He came over to my desk, hugged me, and told me that he was sorry. I was blown away.
I predicted he’d hug me in a month not two weeks. How’s that for progress?
This week, one of my students decided that he wanted to get me fired! So, this is what he did, he went to my boss, the head of the school, and told him that I was (gasp!) trying to teach him. Oh, the horror! What was I thinking? Who do I think I am?
My director, stifling a laugh, told him that I wasn’t trying to harm him and that teaching him would only benefit him. I don’t think my student believed the director since he went back two days later and told him that I was (gasp again!) reading to them.
Let me explain. He complained about the books I was reading to them and I explained to him that some people need to be read to because they never got that from their parents/guardians, that:
- it’s soothing,
- it sparks an interest in reading,
- it helps with learning the theme,
- learning how to summarize,
- it helps with learning how to make inferences,
- it helps kids learn how to sit still,
- it teaches kids how to engage in meaningful & constructive conversation.
He nodded his head and said okay. He then proceeded to go to the Director and complain about the stories. He said that they were too babyish. That’s when the director visited the classroom to see if the complaint was valid. Once I explained to my director why I was reading the book, he told my student that he needed to know what I was teaching and that he would be okay.
Once my student realized that he’d been bested, he came back to class and
acted a fool did not act his age (13 by the way). My assistant spoke with him and politely removed him from the classroom. Once he was removed, we were able to get some things done. I’m going to bed. I’ll report more later.
Bye for now!
On Friday, I gave my students a Multiple Intelligence survey to find out how they are smart. First, I pumped them up by telling them that almost everyone has something that makes them smart. Since some of them have been called dumb or stupid their whole life, this was definitely good news for them. They were pretty excited to know that they could be called smart.
Since I knew a couple of them didn’t read so well, I walked them through it. They were pretty happy. I looked over the results after school and was pleasantly surprised that they were so versatile and so gifted. I’m about to turn in for the night, so I will write more about this tomorrow.
Bye for now!
I started my new job today. I didn’t want to say anything until I was sure that I was going to start. I had to leave my other job because the pay was absolutely terrible. That’s one of the disadvantages of working for a Catholic school. While they won’t pay a living wage and will work you like a Hebrew slave, they will pay your tuition. So, there you have it, besides doing it to honor God through your faith, that’s one good reason to work for a Catholic school.
Anyway, my new job is at a NPS, working with ED students. You know, life is funny. This job is the first job I interviewed for back in May. They wanted to bring me on board back then but they weren’t sure if they would have enough students to open another class. Once they had enough students, they gave me a call. It’s taken all this time to get it together, but it’s finally together.
So, you’ll definitely be hearing from me about my experience. Bye for now!