Underarrested!

SH came back from lunch today to announce that CM should be put under arrest. Stef asked him why and he said "She took, my trash and threw it away without asking." Stef asked him if he was going to stay with the teachers or if he was going to go back to lunch. He turned around and walked out of the classroom.

During Weight Training SH was lying on the ground while CM was playing with her teacher. SH was becoming agitated with CM when suddenly he jumps up and says "CM you are under arrest for lying, stealing and fishing without a license!"

Hope you don't get caught for fishing without a license too!

Dirty photos

My dear SS has since departed our school and while I miss him dearly he has left my team with some excellent memories. A personal favorite is about a "dirty" photo. SS was in pottery and for the end of the semester the teacher was having them make collages out of magazine pictures. At some point during pottery SS found a picture of a woman in her underwear with flames in the background. The photo is so dark that you can't even really see the woman, but it did elude to the skin that should be seen. During this student's daily pocket check the "racy" photo was discovered and confiscated. Although it's not really a bad picture it's not a picture that I want to explain to parents about when they ask why I let him keep it.

I smell pretty oh so pretty

Today CM asked me to go to the bathroom. She had been gone for awhile when Miss Ann came into my room laughing. I asked her what had happened and she said that she was walking down the hall when she was stopped by our Nurse's assistant. Of course I get nervous that CM has done something but come to find out CM goes to the bathroom takes the air deodorizer and sprays it on her wrists and neck. Sure enough CM comes struting down the hallway smelling herself. So Ann had to take her back into the bathroom to explain to her that this spray was used when someone has pooped and wants to make the room smell better. CM's response was "AH, POO POO!"

Fire Drill

7:20 School starts
7:21 Stef comes in and says we're going for a walk and finger spells "fire Drill"
7:30 Kids with coat and ready to go.
7:30 1/2 SH throwing a fit
7:31 Ultimatum, Stay in here until fire drill or come outside now
7:31 1/2 SH walks outside
7:34 Outside with kids, FREEZING!
7:35 Class huddled in a circle singing Christmas Carols
7:36 SH shaking knees with no arms!
7:50 Back in Class

How often did your high school classes huddle together and sing Christmas Carols? Jealous?

I probably don't like you either.

About a week ago our student SH had a difficult day. Someone had sat at his table and this was out of the ordinary and change is very difficult. As he was crying in my room my para Lara asked him about Christmas and he replied "Christmas is cancelled." She asked him why and if he asked Christmas and his reply was "No, I don't like Christmas and I probably don't like you either."
Later that afternoon SH was lying on the couch in Miss Stef's room and I was asking him a question. Again SH replied. "I probably don't like you either Mrs. Ostedgaard." This ridiculous statement became the topic of conversation between myself and the staff.
I told myself I would write about it, however I completely forgot because things have been a little crazy lately. Well today during math SH was working on his math and he said "Mrs. Ostedgaard, I probably don't you like you either." I replied. "Well SH I like you." Of course he responded with "NO NO NO, I probably don't like you either. Miss Ann, Miss Megan and I are fighting." We continued bantering back and forth until the end of class.

I do so enjoy my students!

Outside Looking In.

I haven't written in a while and so I thought I would share a little bit about some of the events that occur that feel "normal" to me but are very odd to the people around us.

Today, we had a student who was upset and decided to run out of the classroom and cry. Another teacher who does not teach special education came into my room to ask me some questions, as he walked in he said "Did you know that there is a boy crying outside in the hallway." and I said "Oh he's fine." He was surprised by my reaction, but didn't seem too concerned. I of course immediately knew who the student was and that he was going to fine there, he just needed to time to cool off, however to the average high school teacher, this was very unusual behavior.

The second event occurred this afternoon. One of our students is having a very difficult time keeping her hands to herself and we have made 4 trips to the deans office for hitting this year. Finally we decided that maybe she would need to talk to a police officer to scare her into behaving. The police officer comes in and as soon as he sees her he softens up and smiles at her. I cannot fault him entirely she is cute and very sweet, but when you know the student has been hitting and you have been called in for back up you've gotta help a sista out.

The last story also happened this afternoon. I was working diligently in my room and Miss Stef is next door working with some kids. I hear some screaming and foot stomping and I immediately know that it is our of our students and I know exactly which one. I smile and refocus on my work knowing all too well that Miss Stef has taken care of whatever it is. I look out my the window in my door just in time to see S.H. flashing past my door. I watch for another second and wait for Stef or someone else to come out looking for him and after a moment no one comes out. So I walk out of my room and around the corner and see S.H. smiling to himself sitting on a bench. I ask him what happens and he says something that I don't catch and I ask him to come with me. He take my hand and follows me back in to Miss Stef's class. He mentions something about a box hitting his nose and I have no idea what he is talking about. Stefanie tells me that they were throwing band aids across the room as a game and one accidentally hit him in the nose at this time S.H. pretends to faint on the floor. I laugh and walk back to my room to finish my work. All in a day's work I guess.

Don't make him mad

We've been having some hitting in our class lately and consequences don't really seem to be getting through in the traditional detention etc. So when CM hit BN I was very angry and I told her that she would have to tell our old para Mr. Will what she had done and that he would be very upset with her. At this time SH was in the room and when he heard this he started crying. At first I didn't know what to do, I couldn't even understand why he was crying...yet there he sat sobbing. SH was finally able to fight through his tears to say "CM don't make Mr. Will mad, I don't want him to be mad at you." I giggled to myself as I stole a glance at our para Lara who also was stiffling a giggle. I walked over to SH and explained to him that sometimes people make bad choices and that Mr. Will would forgive CM. He sniffled as I explained this to him and asked for a hug. As I hugged him he mumbled... "Don't make Mr. Will mad."

I just love the compassion I see in my room.