Words of an Educator
Today I stumbled across the blog of an educator, one in whom we place our trust and faith to teach our most precious treasures, our children. A role model, if you will. This teacher is employed in the Metro N'villle system, although she did not specify which school ... but she does have a picture posted of her kids. After reading her post, I think that if there is ever a person in the wrong job, it is she. If I were her principal or administrator, she'd be job hunting at the end of the year.
For all of the non-educators out there, I know you find this hard to believe. How could 8 and 9 year olds be so difficult. They shouldn't be, but this in a nutshell is what I've been battling:
* 5 boys that have made up their own gang, complete with graffiti, hand signs, and a name...this has been going on all year. They are B.A.D., rude, disrespectful, and just plain unlikeable.
* One boy in my room is involved in a custody battle between mom and dad. I was subpoenaed into court one day to testify in this situation.
* One boy has severe emotional issues and has an undiagnosed mental illness that makes it impossible to function in a typical school day. It's 'undiagnosed' because mom has refused testing for so long that nobody wants to fight her about this. It's hard to tell her the truth because she has only an elementary education herself and thinks with every conversation that we're just wanting to 'put him in resource'.
* Another boy has major problems at home with crazy parents and as such deep emotional problems he can't control or doesn't control his need to go to the bathroom. He has a BM on himself every day, several times a day in fact. He wears pull ups (now) and misses a lot of class because he spends his time in the bathroom or nurses office changing himself each day. It's so sad, again I could explain a lot here but it would be TMI!!
* One girl saw her dad die of a drug overdose last year and her mom gave her up to live with her grandmother. She's lived through a lot!
* One boy is a kleptomaniac, steels anything within reach. He gets mad frequently and pushes his books off his desk and throws his desk and chair around.
Here are my thoughts (and no, I'm not a teacher. I used to be substitute teacher years ago. Discovered that wasn't my calling.). These kids all have problems that are not going to go away. They need TLC, extra attention, love, patience, affirmation, and anything else positive you can think of. What they don't need is a critical teacher who doesn't seem to care about them as individuals. My gosh ... any one of those problems she mentioned is enough to push any sane person over the edge ... but a kid? We can't expect them to process life as a adult does. They can't pick themselves up by their bootstraps and go on by themselves. Not every child has 2 loving, healthy parents. Many kids almost raise themselves ... come home to an empty house, fix their own meals, care for younger siblings, and so forth. Many have single parents who work 2-3 jobs just to make ends meet. Live in substandard housing. Mentally ill parents. Self-centered parents. Foster parents. Abusive relationships. Addictive parents. Homeless. The list goes on and on. Some kids have physical problems that cause a lot of issues. She mentioned the kid who soils his pants several times a day. I know from personal experience that autistic children have digestive problems. For years Jay had that same problem. He hated it, but he could not control it. He's been on medication now for 2 years and almost accident free. Reckon that ever crossed her mind? I'm sure the child doesn't enjoy soiling his pants several times a day. It breaks my heart.
I heard on tonight's local news that there are 5,000 young people between the ages of 16-24 who are neither in school or gainfully employed. Just "hanging out." Makes me wonder how many of this woman's students will end up in the same situation.
This same teacher says she is single and about to adopt a daughter from China. I hope to goodness she has a perfect child or I'm afraid that child will feel the same rejection her classroom kids obviously feel. Read the last paragraph again where she call them idiots. Perhaps she was just having a bad day when she penned these words. I don't know her heart, but she breaks mine. I feel so sorry for these children who have had to endure 9 months of this daily treatment. My prayers are with them.

05/14,2008, at 05:57
Visit Cindy My heart breaks with yours. My prayers join with yours.