Monday Madness: A (Small) Success Story

28 Feb

You may recall back in November I wrote about a girl we have in 0ur Monday morning Kids Club who used to cry for nearly the whole four hours she was with us. The crying gradually dwindled until she was only crying when we would split the kids into two groups for their English lessons, and then she would cry only when she had to come to my class.

The first two times she did this she wailed and wailed and wailed so we just let her go with my colleague (for both lessons, instead of one with her and one with me). This evolved into a routine because every time we would split up into groups the little crier (LC) would start to sniffle and tear if we tried to make her come with me.

Last week my colleague decided that needed to change. The LC would (understandably) get bored during the second lesson with my colleague because she was doing the same things. This inevitably led to her not paying attention and distracting the other kids. So we decided that this week we would force her to come with me. Her mom agreed we should be tougher and not let her dictate what she does.

Cut to this morning, 11:00am in Kids Club. We split up into the two groups, I send the kids I had during the first lesson to my colleague. I tell the LC to come to my classroom. Cue the waterworks. And wailing. The kid has a set of lungs, I’ll give her that.

11:00-11:04 – LC is sobbing and trying to escape from my classroom. She won’t sit in a chair and keeps trying to go to the door. I am repeatedly picking her up and carrying her back to her chair. I’m not really sure what the other kids in my group were doing since almost all of my attention was focused on keeping LC in my classroom. (Note to self: Great classroom management skills! ha!)

11:05 – LC is still sobbing. Other five children in my group are sitting nicely in their chairs with their hands covering their ears. The little boy with raging ADD even came over and kissed my hand, which was sweet of him, but just proves how miserable this situation was.

11:08 – Still crying, but finally sitting in a chair LC asks to go to the bathroom. I think this is a clever ploy to try and get out of my room and sneak into my colleagues room so I open the door and basically escort her (the bathroom is just opposite the door to my room). She is still crying as she pees in the toilet, no exaggeration. Kid is sitting on the pot crying because we’re forcing her to come to my lesson.

11:10 – LC returns to my classroom, did not try to bolt for the other room, and eventually the sobs are reduced to  sniffles. After she goes to get a tissue and wipes her nose with it she gives it to me to throw away. Thanks, kid. Because your screaming and crying wasn’t enough, I also really wanted to touch your (presumably) germ-infested tissue and put it into the trash can for you. Thanks.

11:12 – Crying has finally stopped and the lesson is in full swing. LC was actually one of the best students in that group once she stopped crying and participated. I gave her multiple high-fives during the lesson because she actually did know a lot of the vocabulary.

SUCCESS!! I won! (Kind of, if you don’t count the first 10 minutes of wailing and the cold I surely picked from her snot rag as a loss.) Booyah, baby!!

And after that morning I had to cover for another colleague who was sick so I ended up teaching four more classes after Kids Club and didn’t get home until 5:30pm (I started with Kids Club at 7:30am). Ouucchhh. I am tired. But confident that after my triumph today LC will be less tearful and more productive in my lessons.

On a unrelated note, the Photos page has been updated if you wish to czech it out.


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