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He's suspended, why is he in my class????

Thursday, October 15, 2009

I have one of those students every teacher dreads, the one who has been in trouble with the law, who doesn't care about achieving, who only wants to disrupt class or fight or skip school. I'm sure there are problems at home, I'm sure he comes from a difficult environment. But that doesn't make it okay to bash someone over the head with a rock (he was involved in that big fight last year), it doesn't make it okay for him to be rude to me, it doesn't make it okay for him to yell and sing and dance around the class while everyone - I mean EVERYONE - else is working.

He started a fight yesterday morning. The principal told me he was suspended.

So why - WHY OH WHY - was he in my class yesterday??????? I checked this morning, yes, he was suspended, he's out until a parent comes in. He's supposed to go to the alternative program at another school. He needs more help than we can give him.

WHY - if he was suspended - WHY didn't he just go home? Why does he cut my class when he's supposed to be here, and then come to class when he's supposed to be home?????

I don't want him to like my class! I don't want him to like me as a teacher! Of course, then I feel guilty for feeling this way about a kid - but really, he's so disruptive and rude, the only redeeming factor is that he's strong and willing to move heavy heavy boxes of tile for me. Maybe I should make him my official tile mover.

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SECRETFUN 10/17/2009 11:37AM

  He wants attention. He hates authority. So you tell him to be somewhere that is not where he will be. You tell him NOT to be somewhere and there he will be. That strength is going to get him in trouble when he gets older. You are correct that he needs more help than you all can give. If he does end up back at your school for a while, since we know who well these transfers work, for now I think the tile mover sounds reasonable. If you want it broken tell him not to drop it under any circumstance and see what happens (either he will oops or he will be super careful, and then you can see what you are dealing with.) At home he will be bored. Or if he shows up and you cannot get rid of him and you are worried, have him do that moving. Even if it does not need doing. Or cleaning the sink out, moving the clay. Something. His job is to be the tech.

Many of the harder ones do gravitate to art, shop, and other places. You cannot help that he likes you or thinks your class is easier to disrupt, but you can do your best to protect your classes. Peace and tranquility.

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JLPNURSE 10/16/2009 6:55AM

    I don't envy teachers. Always caught between parents, rules, good kids wanting to learn, and disruptive kids. Hope it is resolved soon.

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SAPNA. 10/15/2009 7:43PM

    I agree with all the points made. You cant be expected to handle a child as violent and unpredictable as this. he needs specialist help.

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CRITTER123 10/15/2009 11:59AM

  It sounds to me like you have a kid who is screaming for help and nobody is listening. He is not in your class with you for no reason. I believe that you could be the hope he needs. You seem to care about this kid or you wouldn't be so concerned with him. So, he's as strong as an ox? Could be his saving grace! I also wouldn't be surprised at the crap in his environment that could be helping to fuel his behavior problems. By this, I mean that his behavior problems could possibly be a result of environmental and well as familiar toxins. His social interactions aren't healthy, he probably doesn't eat right or exercise properly (sometimes PE doesn't suffice). I encourage you to educate yourself about toxins in the environment and our food supply. Get Jillian Michaels' book called Master Your Metabolism and read it cover to cover. The information will startle you but, it may give you the knowledge you need to possible break the grip of problems this kid has. Sounds like weight lifting may be an excellent outlet for him as well. I encourage you to talk to your school's weight lifting coach or, if you don't have one, maybe your school has a YMCA After School program that offers weight lifting he could plug into. He could vent his anger and frustration in appropriate ways through the iron and, a little counseling and motivation wouldn't hurt either. You never know, you may be the one person who begins this kid on a path of happiness and success!

Be Strong! Be Fit! emoticon

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PHEBESS 10/15/2009 10:45AM

    No, now that I know that he's definitely suspended, I'll call the principal or assistant principal if he shows up.

I just didn't know for sure that he was suspended yesterday.

And yeah, you'd think his parent(s) would be held accountable!

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MOTOMOMOF2 10/15/2009 10:29AM

    I agree with Lady, talk to the principal. Its not fair to the kids that are there to learn. Keep fighting for their right to learn.

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LADYIRISH317 10/15/2009 10:23AM

    Tile mover sounds appropriate.

Have another talk with the principal. If he's barred from campus, he's breaking the law being there (and possibly his parents are as well for not monitoring him).

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So much to do, so little time

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

I truly don't know where the time goes. I have work to do, at home and at school and for my after school program. I need to run around and get signatures on a grant application, and monthly grant reports. I'm firing the kiln right now (glaze firing). I just taught two classes, dealt with the mother of a truant student, have another class this afternoon. I have a dr appointment this afternoon. I stayed up too late reading a great murder mystery. I cooked dinner for DH and myself (an easy pasta and truffle cheese dish), cleaned up, Sparked while watching the news - and I still don't have enough hours in the day.

Thing is, I'm hyper-organized - a place for everything, everything in it's place - files and files, color coded and grouped by subject or origin or purpose. I don't waste time.

I just don't have enough of it for all the things I want - or need - to do.

Ah well, at least I don't eat out of boredom.

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JLPNURSE 10/15/2009 7:06AM

    It's amazing how busy life is, isn't it? Don't burn yourself out!

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SAPNA. 10/14/2009 10:01AM

    I think you are so lucky to have a full and meaningful life. You will have far fewer regrets than those of us who have just pottered our way through life achieving very little. Give yourself a pat on the back and try to enjoy everything you are doing. being so loved and needed is a very special blessing not given to everyone.

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From generation to generation

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

We were in Philadelphia for my MIL's unveiling, when mourning officially ends and there's a ceremony at the cemetery (and the tombstone is unveiled, hence the name). His mother was 98 when she passed away - now DH and his brother are the older generation in the family. Well, and a bunch of cousins.

Which means there are also nieces and nephews - all in their 30s, all married. Second cousins in their 20s. Grand-nieces and grand-nephews, ranging in age from 22 months to 6 or 7 yrs old.

So I was thinking about how we slowly slide into place as the "grands" - how we barely notice that we're aging out, and the younger generation is moving into place as the "adults", as the power generation. It's just weird, I met these nieces and nephews when they were just starting college. Now they have toddlers and young children. And a puppy. I was at their weddings. I was even at one graduation.

And I'm looking at retirement in 5 years - and they'll have more toddlers, and the ones who are now toddlers will be in school.

I barely feel older than I did when I was 16. I look older, I just don't feel older. I don't think older. I've racked up the years. But my brain hasn't aged with my body.

I'll admit, though, it's fun to hang out with the little ones who are just discovering the world - I actually was corrected by little Mr 22 months, who told me that was a red SQUARE when I called it a cube, LOL!

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SAPNA. 10/14/2009 10:13AM

    3 years ago my sister and I became the older generation when our father, the last of his generation passed away. It is a very strange feeling to be in this position. Frightening in a way because our years now are numbered. Wondering if we can have the things we would like, or do the things we want because we really havent got all that much time left. Wondering if we maybe should not treat ourselves, because our kids need so many things. Thinking about how little our pensions are and will we be able to manage. Hoping to keep our health and strength and faculties so not to be a burden. Praying we wont have the faults we see in so many old people. Monthly visits to so many gravesides and the unreality of knowing we are going to be with them sooner rather than later. Hoping against hope that we will be remembered with fondness and love and gratitude for the small part we played while inhabiting the earth. Hoping against hope that we will have the courage to face our time left with courage. Still smiling despite all odds, and being of some use to the very end.

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JLPNURSE 10/14/2009 6:58AM

    We're feeling it too. Though we still have our parents and some grands around, we are becoming more the go-tos in the family, the ones who make the decisions for the older folks. I wish we had more young'ins around though. We have 1 neice who is 27, and 4 little ones.

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AIDELADE27 10/13/2009 9:49PM

    Although I'm only 22, I can understand this a little bit. Young kids I know are now in graduated high school and going to college! Really weird. I think the most important thing is to stay young at heart. emoticon

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Living with a foodie

Sunday, October 11, 2009

DH brought home a bagel and nonfat decaf latte for me. And immediately started talking about brunch. Or lunch. This is a daily event. We eat and as we eat, he's planning his next meal, or next several meals. It's no wonder I gained weight in our first year together. It's a constant struggle to NOT keep up with his eating schedule. A constant battle to NOT eat what he's eating. "No, sweetie, I don't want a burger at 380 calories a patty plus a 200 calorie bun plus half a bag of chips which will equal a day's worth of calories and a week of fat and sodium." "No, dear, I'm not baking a sour cream coffee cake this week, you and I don't need to have that in the house." "No, sweetie, tell Ben and Jerry to get out of the grocery cart. They can't come home with us."

It would be different if he were one of those men who could eat anything and stay skinny. But the man has never been skinny in his life. He and I were both built with large frames that pack on the lbs to insulate us against the frozen tundra our ancestors came from.

So even though we live in the Caribbean, our bodies store everything for later. Just in case the Ice Age hits.

We just don't need all that food. And I just don't need to have it at home, or in my face. Keep it away.

Maybe some garlic around my neck will ward it off.

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SAPNA. 10/11/2009 3:20PM

    This temptation must be hell to live with. Watching someone eating all the things you cant and he shouldnt must be really hard on your nerves. I always said you are a saint.

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JLPNURSE 10/11/2009 11:24AM

    I am that foodie. I'm always thinking about the next meal and food. Even as a little kid, I was a foodie. Sigh.

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And DH calls ME spacey!

Saturday, October 10, 2009

DH rented a car so he could drive to the neighboring state for his godson's football game, as long as we were in the neighborhood (Phl and Jersey, rather than being in the VI) - this morning, he and I went to deliver the car, and walk back. We get "home" and his brother tells us the company called, he forgot to leave the key.


He thinks I'M the spacey one in the family!!!!!!!!!!!!

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SAPNA. 10/11/2009 3:17PM

    Early onset senior moment maybe?

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JLPNURSE 10/11/2009 11:23AM

    Too funny!

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DAYHIKER 10/10/2009 11:50AM

    Kinda nice when they do something like that instead of us!! emoticon

Sister Tweenior Cindy emoticon

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