I was talking to my friend Darek before he left for France (yes, I am super sad and missing his companionship) and he told me, you have to laugh about your children's antics, otherwise you are going to be upset all the time and not enjoy what you are doing. (Of course he had to be right about that piece of wisdome, right?)
So, after a hard day, I am starting to see the humor in today's day. Our boys were in fine form today. Doug and Joe have proven themselves to be really bad influences on one boy whome I will call Max. Max has decided in recent days to act like Doug and Joe, not to follow direction, to ignore the lessons that we are teaching and basically become another Doug and Joe because he likes the attention that it gets him. We have contacted his mother and she cannot believe that he is behaving this way (she believes that what we are telling her is true) and she does not know what to do or why he is behaving the way that he is.
Well any ways- Today was my teaching day ( my co teacher and I have decided to switch off days just to maintain our sanity with dealing with our boys) and Max was not following directions and punched another child. My coteacher called Max's mom, and while she was on the phone (I was on the rug teaching the kids) I looked over and see that Doug has taken his leveled book zip lock bag and placed it COMPLETELY over his head. Yes, you read that correctly. He did it because Max was getting too much attention.
So my co teacher takes him off to the office and I am left with 23 children on the rug, and two boys, Max and Joe, refusing to sit on the rug and just roaming the classroom. I was not about to fight this battle so I continued with the read aloud. Just at the middle of the read aloud, with no sight of my co teacher or Doug, the special ed teacher comes in with Omar (our autistic boy) who is refusing to come into the classroom. She has other students waiting for her so she leaves him in the door way. He is not moving so I leave him there for a little bit (my back is to the door) and next time I check on him he is GONE! Of couse I freak out and jump out of my seat in the middle of a comment from one of my kids. The kids are looking around wondering what is going on, and I belatedly tell them, as I reach Omar who is just to the right of the doorway against the wall, for them to talk with a partner about connections. I spend 10 minutes trying to coax Omar into the classroom, but I seem to be taking steps back and not forward, because he is starting to go up the stairs, absolutely refusing to go back into the classroom. The special ed teacher comes by and tells me it is OK to basically drag him into the classroom. Poor little guy, he was so upset, but jeez, little first grade boys are STRONG!
The day calmed down a bit after this crazy morning, but not by much. I think that the only reason I am not completely upset is because, we actually got some teaching done, tomorrow is another day, and soon, we will get an aid for Omar, which will be a BIG help.
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