The Parental Units

Parental unit speaking, "I have a real busy day, how long is this going to take?"

Gnu speaking, "Well, if you're to busy to discuss your scholars education we can end this conference right now."

I'm pausing now to give her a standing ovation for shutting down that crap real quick.  Have I mentioned that I'm working with a real good teacher?  In the past I said a first year teacher.  I'm not saying that any more.  We are now in the fourth grading period and she is and will survive what I can easily say is the most challenging class that I've worked with in my three years observing from my view at the back of the room.

Parental unit speaking,  "Why do you leave things like a cell phone lying around in the classroom?

Gnu speaking.  "I can leave whatever I want lying around in the classroom because there is a very simple rule, you don't take things that don't belong to you."  "If I should choose to I could leave my cellphone on a scholars desk without worrying about it being stolen because taking it is stealing."

Parent unit speaking,  "Our scholar needs a lot of attention, can't you hold his hand when he is in school?"

Gnu speaking, "There are seven other scholars in this room."  I don't have time to hold anyone's hand."

Parental unit speaking, "Our scholar has started a fire in a motel, to keep our scholar from leaving the house in the middle of the night we had to board up his bedroom windows, our scholar, with his brother, has pooped and then smeared his poop on the walls with his hands.

Parental unit speaking,  "We'd like to make arrangements to transfer our scholar to a school he attended previously because we don't like your teaching methods."

This meeting to discuss this transfer will take place shortly.

He's only been in the classroom for about fifteen to seventeen days.  Since his arrival I've recorded his behavior just like I do with the other scholars.  There is so much more I could say about this scholar but I'm choosing not to.  Why?  It's disturbing, depressing and just plain sad.  At the end of the last two school days, with the scholars gone for the day, Gnu has walked up to me and said, "what am I going to do with him?"  Hopefully, when the overhead personnel gather in the next couple of days they can put a plan in place to get this scholar the professional help that he needs.

In the next couple of minutes I will hit the publish button for the ninety seventh time and for the first time I can say writing this post wasn't fun to do.