Today was a horrible day. Absolutely horrible. Here's the deal.
One of my students set a fire at school today. On purpose. In the bathroom. The bathroom right next to two kindergarten classrooms. One of those classrooms is the one that The Boy Wonder was in. He set a roll of paper towels on fire and left them. A kindergartener -- MY kindergartener -- could have walked in there.
I have spent hours on this kid. I have worried and sweated and made deals and made phone calls and struggled and stressed over this kid. I've made connections and had him through them back in my face. I've laid awake at night wondering how I can help him. Every adult in the school has tried to help him.
I am so sad on every level for this kid. I just don't know what to do about it. He's smart but has missed so much school that he's uneducated. He's funny and sweet and trouble with a capitol T. He breaks my heart.
And, today he put children -- MY children -- in danger.
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Oh, and in the middle of all this, I've got a parent complaining to my principal that I'm not doing enough writing in my classroom for her child. Damn. So, swell. More worries. My principal is being great about it. We talked and I said that writing was my biggest concern area, that I am talking to my mentor about it weekly and we're implementing programs and policies in that area. I am already instituting more differentiated instruction for advanced kids. I've got a book report program in place and am working on expanding it. So, I'm doing stuff but I have to have a meeting with Lynn and the mother to address it and let her know what sorts of enrichment I'll be doing for this child. Tough. I send an email to my mentor asking for her help on Monday with this.
It never rains it pours. Oh, and it's raining right now.
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