Monday, September 14, 2009

Hopes and Dreams


This is my office as I found it. I'm still working on the finished product, so I'll post pictures of that when I get there.
Hopes and dreams for this year..... Well I hope to be running several different small groups on different themes effectively. I want to understand the RTI program and keep it running, make contacts with people and agencies in the community that can help me out, learn the students' names, and figure out what the uses are for all the stuff I found in my office. For the present I need to figure out a way to explain bullying to 5 year olds without causing them to report and thing that happens to them to their teacher.

The First Few Days of School

I've spent abut six years off and on working in public schools while I was going to school and some in between times. Mostly though its been in secondary schools, middle school or high school. Now I work at an elementary school and I've noticed some differences. First there's actually less crying at an elementary school than a middle school, but its done mostly by 5 year old boys wanting to go home to mom and not by thirteen year old girls crying because "he broke up with me by text!!!!!!!"
Though one time I had to find pants for a kid who refused to change for gym class and ripped the back out of his pants, I've never had to tell parents to send an extra change of clothes to school with their kid "just in case."
The first day of class I had three kids crying uncontrollably off and on all day long. Two wanted to go home, one because he freaked out every time the class left the room the other because her mom told her she'd wait in the hall all day till class ended bu then bolted as soon as her daughter looked away. The third kid would not say why he was crying and cried for close to 2 hours straight, nothing I or his teacher did could calm him down. After crying for 2 hours he finally stopped when he peed his pants, which makes me think he just really had to go to the bathroom and didn't know where it was or what to do. Then the nurse and I had to scrounge around for 15 minutes trying to find a pair of pants for him. That was fun.
Anyway its been an experience