My record of the thoughts, feelings, and events I am experiencing in my final year of graduate school to become a School Psychologist.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Round One - FIGHT!
I didn't expect to need to be aggressive as a school psychologist. But today, I was taken down, hard, by a teacher. An angry teacher. The lady literally belittled my attempt at helping her. She has been complaining for two weeks about a kid who just moved into the school. So last week I did some academic sceenings with him (he is pretty darn average in math and reading) and then did some behavioral observations in class and out of class. I learned very quickly that the kid doesn't stop talking while in the class. I mean seriously, he was off task 70+ percent of the time I was in his classroom and almost ALL of that was talking. So, since grumpy teacher has been complaining about the kid I approached her at recess and offer my services to help him with his behavior in the classroom which seems like it should help his ability to stay on task and complete classwork. She scoffed at my program with "the stickers and the giftcards" and then walked away from me, continuing to lament about how bad she had it with this kid. I literally just stood there, mouth agape, staring at her. What the heck? Grumpy lady, I just tried to make your life easier! That was not the reaction I had expected. I told my supervisor about it later and he seemed only slightly shocked which made me think that this may be a common problem with this teacher. I feel so terrible for that kid. He is adorable and wants to learn. I am afraid he is going to have a terrible year with that teacher. Heck, I am afraid I am going to have a terrible year with that teacher.
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