This week was too much of a week. K put on his moaning cow attitude THREE MAJOR TIMES.
Imagine this. It is Picture Day and all the children are lined up, tallest to shortest. The children start to get antsy as they await to be placed on the risers. One little boy decides to start touching another student, even after his teacher told him not to put his hands on another student. The teacher chastised his behavior. The boy starts crying. The crying escalates into wailing. You would think you were in a preschool classroom. The wailing worsens into sobbing-moaning. Finally, the class is corralled onto the risers and the boy falls behind, still crying. The photographer gives a look to the teacher like, "Oh geez. How could you be so mean!?" The "cruel" teacher then tells the boy to get into his spot in the picture because there are four classes waiting to be photographed. The boy still sobs his eyes out and continues to do so through the entire photographic process. The class only has two tries for a good picture, and so you will see a tear-ridden, "My world has ended" boy in the third row to the right. Watch for him. He will be forever known as the Boy Who Cried in Miss F's Class Picture, 2008.
So the third time this hysterical sobbing happened, I told him VERY FIRMLY that it was NOT acceptable second grade behavior, and that I would expect it from a preschooler. What? What were those magical words? Yes. Apparently being compared to a preschooler could halt all waterworks and sour faces. That's all it took!?!?!?! Needless to say, I called his Dad and told him about these incidents. I'm not surprised; the same behavior happens at home as well.
T also decided to rear her bully-head. She put glue all over her chair and tried to blame it on K (the reason of his third hysterical episode of the week). Three other students AND I saw her do it. Well, add another kid to the list of bawling hysterically because she was at it. When I called T's mom to report the incident, I got her voicemail... and normally I really don't like leaving those kinds of messages, but it was necessary. It was Friday. And I wanted to go home.
Summarily to say, I am glad this week is over. I can't believe it's May next week. It's CRAZY! Less than one-and-a-half months of school left. Yikes!
- Miss Chelsea :)

