Wednesday, November 15, 2006

How many scary Google hits will I get for a post containing the words 'finger' and 'balls'?

I am exhausted and a little bit miserable. The horrible cold, grey weather doesn't help. Nor does the fact that I am in school for pretty much all the daylight hours at the moment. I left at 5 today. It was totally dark.

My class teacher observed me during literacy today. It went well. She wrote nice things. All in all, today was a lot better. The class responded much better and after taking on board the feedback from my class teacher, they responded even better than that. (Very useful piece of information: if the class is talking on the carpet when you are trying to talk, get them to discuss the point in question with the person next to them for a minute or so - totally gets it out of their system and then they shut up again)

I'm all planned for tomorrow. I will be very glad when tomorrow is over and I can spend all day Friday in the staff room (schweeeeeeet) planning for next week. I have realised the best way to deal with this is one day at a time. That way it's not too overwhelming. It's working.

I saw one of the kids laughing at my picture on the visual timetable today. Grrrr. He's gonna get it! (Joke!!) But still, not helpful to my battered self esteem.

There is this boy in my class, Emmett (not real name, you know the drill blah-de-blah-de-blah) who is the funniest little character. Poor thing gets bullied quite a lot, but unfortunately it is easy to see why. The minute someone does anything to him, no matter how tiny, he is telling on them VERY LOUDLY. Sorry, Emmett, but that is not how to win friends and influence people. The class teacher has a real soft spot for him, and so do I. He's a cutie. One of those kids that somehow manages to look more like a little man than a boy. He gets het up about anything and will actually shake his fists when he's angry. It's the cutest thing, although he probably wouldn't appreciate that we think that way. My class teacher is very good friends with his mum, so we have a bit of a giggle with her in the playground after school.

He's not the brightest button in the box and sometimes you feel like he's not quite on this planet. Today though..... I am supposed to be meeting these professional standards set by the government, and laughing at a child is probably not one of them, but I swear, it was the funniest thing. The class teacher laughed too. The whole class laughed, bless him. But he was quite good humoured about it.

It was during PE. I was teaching, but because of insurance students HAVE to have a qualified teacher with them, which isn't the case with other lessons (hence me being all alone with the class yesterday). I had them practising ball skills - batting and bowling - with plastic racquets and airtex balls - you know, the hollow plastic ones with holes in so the air whizzes through them. Holes that are almost the perfect size to accommodate a child's finger. I say 'almost' because, as we learned today, they are big enough to let in said child's finger, but not quite big enough to let it out again.

The kids had been practising bowling to each other and I called them back to the front of the hall to talk them through the next activity. Suddenly, there's a commotion and in the centre of it is Emmett, finger held out like ET, white airtex ball firmly wedged onto it. And I laughed. I couldn't help it. It was hilarious! The poor little thing eventually had to have the caretaker come and cut it off with a pair of wire cutters. That image will stay with me for a long time.

So it's not all bad! The kids are sweet and funny and I love every one of them.


Attention Whore said...

Poor Emmett - don't you just want to say to the other kids "Someday you'll appreciate how weird he is...and he'll probably be your boss, so be nice"

Fiona said...

The name Emmett is so fitting for the child that this kind of thing happens to! I can't imagine that not being his name now!

Bill has a similarly spaced out child in his class. They went on a trip to the science museum & got told to draw something from a display - Bill caught him drawing a fire extinguisher! Hehe. Glad things are going well at school, I'm jealous of your vocational type course because of my lack of direction!!


RWA said...

Emmett is a cool name. Wasn't that the name of the old guy in the movie "Road House"?

Sorry, not sure where I came up with that.

starrynite said...

His name is something very close to Emmett. when I change anyone's name on this blog I try to keep it as close to reality as possible. He was telling everyone today that he'd had to go to hospital last night. Apparently he quite often makes stuff up.

Plus, in his reading record book his mum wrote, "Emmett found this book very funny" so the teacher said to him, "Did you find the book funny, Emmett?" and he said:

"No, I found it in my book bag."

The kid is comic GENIUS!

Katya said...

Aw, it sounds like this teaching thing is agreeing with you! Fantastic!

That's a pretty good story - about the ball on Emmett's finger!