Yesterday was one of those days where I would ask myself "Why did I get into this profession?". I have been battling a cold for these past 2 days, and sure enough I was pretty sick yesterday. My nose was runny, I was congested and my throat hurts. I was actually calling out sick until one of my aid texted me to tell me that she's is sick and would not be coming in. I knew that she was pretty sick the day before and so I had to suck it up and just go to work because by then, it's too late for the District to get a sub for me.
8:30-9:00: Arrival. The buses were late and kids were running around and very stimmy!
9:00-9:30: Work Time. I was working with one of my student and one of the Speech Therapist decided that she's going to come in and pull the students I'm working with for Speech. Like what's going one? Are we not sticking to our schedule? Sure Let's throw everyone else's schedule off! Since my throat was THROBBING, I was too tired and sore to argue with her...
9:30-10:00: Jimmy. Jimmy is one of those students where you have a "Love-Hate" relationship. Yesterday was the "hate" relationship. When it was work time, he refused to do work. He would not sit down and do his work. He decided to stand on chair and table and escape from me. When he couldn't, he decided to used his verbal and physical assault. So this is what went on for 30 mins. Jimmy decided to punch me and kick me. I back off and he comes closer. Then he screamed "fuck you", "fuck you, bitch". This is when I become neutral and promp him back to his seat and work. Then he screamed, "It's time to kill. I'm going to kill the teacher. I'm gonna fucking kill you." while trying to stab me with his pencil. I yanked the pencil out of this hand and physically prompted him back to his desk. I said "sit down" and he said, "Shut up. Who cares you little cunt." By then I was even more furious and was get very tired mentally and physically. Then he began hitting and kicking and that's when my Behaviorist stepped in and took Jimmy out of my room to the counseling room. I went out of my class and refilled my water bottle because my throat was killing me and I was losing my voice. As I was walking down the hall, tears began to swell up in my eyes. I don't understand what sets him off and why he was acting this way. I felt so discouraged and felt as if I'm not good enough to manage my students...
10:00-10:30. Trial Time.
10:30-11:00. Snack Time. Don't know what it was dragged for 30 mins....
11:00-11:30. Reading with Jimmy. Jimmy decided that he didn't want to do reading. So he decided to punch and kick me. I got very fed up so I told him that I will put all of this toys away. (Frog, Toad, Nintendo DS, Horse, Barney, and Magnet Doodle) Finally I got his attention because he looked up and said "No. Stop it!" I said, "you stop it and work. One more time and I'll take them away. (I'm not suppose to do that..but that's the only i can get him to work) So we tried reading again, but he still didn't want to read, so I got up from my chair and took a plastic bag and start putting his toys in the bag. He shouted "NO! NO! Stop it!". When I finished I asked again, "Are we going to work the best way?" He said "yes". Then the next 25 mins was actually reading time. He did his reading AND Science!!!
11:30-12:00 Arts and Craft. Everyone was actually sitting down and doing their work.
Basically the afternoon was better. Everyone was behaving....
Today was actually a GOOD DAY! All students were behaving well. During Circle Time today, my kids went around the circle and greeted one another with minimal prompt! I was so excited and proud of them. If only I had a video camera and record such moment. Then whenever I'm having a poopy and discouraged day, that's when I would play the video and remind me Why I got into this profession.....
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