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Going to EXPLODE.
This morning, one of my most out of control kids is being a little twerp, so we've had a reminder, and then a warning on the board.
Step three is a time-out, usually involving taking lines to write to another teacher's room. I tell kiddo to take out paper for the lines. When I come over to take it and write his assignment on it, he holds it out and then grabs it back--ha-ha-ha!
I start toward the board to mark that he now has detention--OK, I may have stalked. "Run!" cries the kiddo. "Run! Run! Maybe you'll catch him!"
I write a referral.
Kid comes back about ten or fifteen minutes later, and tells me he was given detention. OK.
Now, the key part of this little tale is that I did not actually ask for a pass back from the office. I am, as we've long since established, sort of slow that way.
So this afternoon, our VP is passing in the hall, and I say "Oh, Mr. K, thanks for your help with Kiddo X this morning." (I call him Kiddo X, after Ingredient X from the Power Puff Girls).
He says--wait for it--"Kiddo X"?
Kiddo X didn't go. Checking back, I realize that Kiddo X didn't go on the day that he was sent last week for spitting on another kid's jacket.
Kiddo X happened to be passing in the hall at this point. Nabbed by our--almost terminally relaxed--VP--he explained that he went to the bathroom to compose himself and then returned to class.
Ideas? I have asked the VP for suggestions and am going down to talk to him after class, but honestly--good GRIEF!
This morning, one of my most out of control kids is being a little twerp, so we've had a reminder, and then a warning on the board.
Step three is a time-out, usually involving taking lines to write to another teacher's room. I tell kiddo to take out paper for the lines. When I come over to take it and write his assignment on it, he holds it out and then grabs it back--ha-ha-ha!
I start toward the board to mark that he now has detention--OK, I may have stalked. "Run!" cries the kiddo. "Run! Run! Maybe you'll catch him!"
I write a referral.
Kid comes back about ten or fifteen minutes later, and tells me he was given detention. OK.
Now, the key part of this little tale is that I did not actually ask for a pass back from the office. I am, as we've long since established, sort of slow that way.
So this afternoon, our VP is passing in the hall, and I say "Oh, Mr. K, thanks for your help with Kiddo X this morning." (I call him Kiddo X, after Ingredient X from the Power Puff Girls).
He says--wait for it--"Kiddo X"?
Kiddo X didn't go. Checking back, I realize that Kiddo X didn't go on the day that he was sent last week for spitting on another kid's jacket.
Kiddo X happened to be passing in the hall at this point. Nabbed by our--almost terminally relaxed--VP--he explained that he went to the bathroom to compose himself and then returned to class.
Ideas? I have asked the VP for suggestions and am going down to talk to him after class, but honestly--good GRIEF!