coatroom chaos
I have a coatroom in my classroom. It�s not really a coatroom but a dividing wall that is dominated by a window so the teacher can see into it.
I put him and his desk in the coatroom. He sat there, at this desk and stared at me for the rest of the day (a whopping hour and a half).
After school I was in the office in an impromptu faculty meeting and the phone rang. It was the boy�s mother she wanted to ask why I had put him in the coatroom. I explained why I had done it. She said, �I don�t think it was fair to my child.�
Did you hear that? Listen closer next time because that subtle crack was me opening up a can of Spritopias on her ass.
I said, �It�s not like I hung him up on a peg. I know he feels it was unfair to be placed away from the group and his feelings were hurt. However, what�s fair for the group isn�t always fair for the group.�
She said, �Did you ever stop to consider his feelings?�
I replied, �Sure, I do. Did you ever stop to consider that I have to consider his education and not just his feelings? Did you ever stop to consider that I have to stop and consider the feelings and educations of the other boys and girl in the room? Sometimes I have to do things that aren�t kind but in the long run are what is the best interest of your child and the rest of the students? I did what I did to help him. If he is free from distraction he�s better equipped to learn.�
I guess I didn�t think of that way.
No, I guess you didn�t, did you.
I�m continually amazed by people who can�t see the world beyond their own front door.
This page is fortified with 33% Canadian content so that Spritopias might remain a healthy choice for Greg, Jenn, and all our Canadian friends at peelersplace
Spritopias has endorsed Whatley/Plander 2016
