t'was good for me

Been assisting our Kinder 2 class for 2 days now, since its head teacher was not feeling well. It had been a tiring and trying days. But fun nonetheless. I’m getting the hang of it. The smile I get when a kid embraces his classmate because they shared their snacks. Simple things that brought on lasting effects.

Spending time with them made me think twice on giving up the roving teacher post. It was worth it anyway. I had realizations. My principles were made clearer. I had proven once again to myself that I am still on the path I had chosen even if they say so otherwise.

money can't buy this

My ADHD student today amazed me. After he threw his handkerchief to the adjacent room and tore the pages of the book, he apologizes to me. Forgiven. Good thing he didn’t threw the scissor (during our last session, he threw the scissor to the flourescent lamp, glad it didn’t hit the lamp). At one point, he even smashed my bag to the floor. Everytime I turned my back at him, who knows what he’ll be doing next. Anyway, after a while, he made some writing on my clothes with the chalk and threw the board eraser on my shirt. Still he asked for an apology. Though he was forgiven but pardon the stern look kid. He is diagnosed to be Global Developmental Delay with Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Problem and mildly educable. A big challenge on my part. He was not at all affected with the stern look so I had to talk to him in a firm voice, not my usual soft one. When our time was almost up, he kept asking me if its time already so I had to firmly say “no, you are not going home yet, you still have class”. Hahayzz.. What an hour that was. After our class, before he got out of our room, he hugged my legs without uttering a word. Then he went to his lola who loved him dearly.

i did survived..

.. but not without a kick, a shoe thrown at me and much struggle. Hehe.. My life as a teacher for her. It has been like this since her seizures started and worsen. Depending on her medication, sometimes I can get her to focus and be quiet. At times and most of the time, she would ran around the lobby, sit on the floor, good thing though that our room is not spacious enough for her to roll over. I’d also feel lucky if I couldn’t get a punch, a kick or anything thrown at me. Sometimes, I wonder if she deliberately threw them at me because I was such a nuisance to her school life. Hehe.. On the second thought, she’s not aware and she doesn’t really know that it hurts and that it is bad to throw things at anyone, or even kick somebody, or give a hurtful punch. I salute her nanang for being so patient and caring to her despite everything she had done to her.

lazy Monday

It’s Monday once again. And it meant another day with my student, my hyperactive one. I hope she will behave this time and focus on tasks.

Hahayz.. Got to gather up energy before I head to work. I’m just so lazy today. Oh well.. I will survive.

remind me again why I took this job?

She was just so hyperactive today. The moment she arrived at school, she hadn’t stopped talking, shouting, running around the lobby. When I brought her to our little room, she still hasn’t stopped talking. She talked the whole time, I couldn’t butt in, couldn’t make her to focus on the task I asked her to do. Tore the paper I asked her to write on. Sat on the floor with her white pants. If the space was enough, she could have lied down again. Drooled. Threw her shoe on my face, the other shoe on my chest. Punched my stomach. Threw the blocks on me. I wouldn’t dare let her hold the scissors. When our time was up, she continuously ran around the lobby her nanang couldn’t control her too. Attempted to get out of the gate the lady guard had to restrain her with the locked gate on her back. Etcetera etcetera. So tell me, why did I took this job again?

My co-teachers still hadn’t stopped telling me that I shouldn’t have given up the roving teacher item for this. The pay was good compared to the one I have right now and less risk on my part. It gets to the point that they get annoying. I’ve already explained to them why I gave up the said position yet they still pestered me with that ‘you shouldn’t have given it up‘, ‘you should have tried it‘, ‘you should blah blah blah‘, and the sort. I’ve gotten tired of those statement. Its not money I’m after anyway. For me, I can be more effective with one-on-one with the special children who understand little of themselves, this world and their surroundings than tend to preschoolers who would just throw tantrums because they just want to when their needs aren’t met.

Oh well.. We all do have different views. Different ways of addressing our usefulness and attending to our needs. This week or the next, i hope they would eventually stop pestering me.