Discipline and Enrichment
I've been fighting many urges lately. Most of them have to do with the discipline problems I am encountering in the Enrichment class. This is a class for the 7th graders who do not participate in certain activities (band or choir), this class was created as more or less a babysitting session for those not in either. While I am in favor of a study hall or just letting them read or write or do homework for other classes, the higher ups are instructed to not allow such behaviors and actually DO something. To say that this is a challenge is an understatement. Keeping nearly thirty kids under control is truly slave labor, and as I'm not being paid to do this, I am truly a slave. A small percentage of those in this class are unruly and whiny, the others are passive enough or apathetic about it. It is that small percent, however, who is always the problem. They hate being there, they hate don't want to do anything, and perhaps the worst of the worst discipline cases are here. Fortunately for me it's the last class of the day that I have to be part of for Practicum and I get to leave afterward, but I pity my wonderful mentor for what she has to go through for this.
Apart from the whining that they don't want to do anything, don't like the books they are reading, etc., I am the second in command who has, as always, taken on the role of the heavy. I feel like Wyatt Earp coming in to clean up Dodge. In this class is also the horrible boy who has shocked and horrified both me and others on staff. Tell him that he can't participate in football and he threatened to go home and beat up his mom again. AGAIN. Not to mention the potential damage that he could do to the mother's helpless, defenseless thirteen month old baby. I shudder to think that even a twelve year old boy who is built like a truck could possibly be so sociopathic that they would beat up their mother, let alone an infant. Today since he was acting out (once again), my mentor asked for me to take him and another kid with ADD out into the hallway for a time out. I took with me some detention slips to fill out in case they are going to act out some more. Sure enough, they both did. The boy with ADD I have more sympathy for, he has a medical condition that cases some bad and strange behaviors, but he could do for the better with time. As for the football boy (who I will call Jerry to protect his privacy as well as mine), he continued to be angry, uncooperative and pissy. I said if he did not straiten up, I would give him a detention. He continued to be as such, so I filled out the form and handed it to him, giving him an afternoon detention for next week. Jerry did not react with disappointment or depression like most kids do (or even the hilarious bargaining they attempt, hoping that I will reconsider the date because they have so much going on, or even that I would give them a lunch detention other than an afternoon one). Instead, he smiled at me. He laughed. It didn't phase him. Then he threw his book at me.
I took out another blank form, and filled it out for a second afternoon detention, scheduled for the next day after the first. The new assistant principal happened to be absent that day, I knew she had come from a high school, and asked Jerry if he wanted to be the first student in the history of this facility who would get the blessed Saturday morning detention as the assistant principal had been talking about. Of course I do not have permission for this, as it is not my decision to make if a Saturday detention should be given if not created at all. I would've thought the threat was enough. But not for Jerry. Instead he gave me some more backtalk. Frustrated, I said "Go to the office, I'm done with you." The joy on his face was obvious, he thought he had won. After that was over with, I went down to the office for an official write up on him, called the parents to inform of the two detentions, informed my mentor, and left for the day.
This concerns me at this moment. He is truly so sociopathic that he would beat up his mom and his younger brother or sister if he has his most beloved of privileges taken away from him. I think at this point, the only option is to either give him a suspension or to take away his playing football from him. Should that happen, however, I fear the results. What can be done? I am truly at odds with it. My thoughts are only for his mother and the sibling, Jerry himself can bite my ass just like all the sociopathic people I have encountered. They are, after all, sociopaths.
Apart from the whining that they don't want to do anything, don't like the books they are reading, etc., I am the second in command who has, as always, taken on the role of the heavy. I feel like Wyatt Earp coming in to clean up Dodge. In this class is also the horrible boy who has shocked and horrified both me and others on staff. Tell him that he can't participate in football and he threatened to go home and beat up his mom again. AGAIN. Not to mention the potential damage that he could do to the mother's helpless, defenseless thirteen month old baby. I shudder to think that even a twelve year old boy who is built like a truck could possibly be so sociopathic that they would beat up their mother, let alone an infant. Today since he was acting out (once again), my mentor asked for me to take him and another kid with ADD out into the hallway for a time out. I took with me some detention slips to fill out in case they are going to act out some more. Sure enough, they both did. The boy with ADD I have more sympathy for, he has a medical condition that cases some bad and strange behaviors, but he could do for the better with time. As for the football boy (who I will call Jerry to protect his privacy as well as mine), he continued to be angry, uncooperative and pissy. I said if he did not straiten up, I would give him a detention. He continued to be as such, so I filled out the form and handed it to him, giving him an afternoon detention for next week. Jerry did not react with disappointment or depression like most kids do (or even the hilarious bargaining they attempt, hoping that I will reconsider the date because they have so much going on, or even that I would give them a lunch detention other than an afternoon one). Instead, he smiled at me. He laughed. It didn't phase him. Then he threw his book at me.
I took out another blank form, and filled it out for a second afternoon detention, scheduled for the next day after the first. The new assistant principal happened to be absent that day, I knew she had come from a high school, and asked Jerry if he wanted to be the first student in the history of this facility who would get the blessed Saturday morning detention as the assistant principal had been talking about. Of course I do not have permission for this, as it is not my decision to make if a Saturday detention should be given if not created at all. I would've thought the threat was enough. But not for Jerry. Instead he gave me some more backtalk. Frustrated, I said "Go to the office, I'm done with you." The joy on his face was obvious, he thought he had won. After that was over with, I went down to the office for an official write up on him, called the parents to inform of the two detentions, informed my mentor, and left for the day.
This concerns me at this moment. He is truly so sociopathic that he would beat up his mom and his younger brother or sister if he has his most beloved of privileges taken away from him. I think at this point, the only option is to either give him a suspension or to take away his playing football from him. Should that happen, however, I fear the results. What can be done? I am truly at odds with it. My thoughts are only for his mother and the sibling, Jerry himself can bite my ass just like all the sociopathic people I have encountered. They are, after all, sociopaths.
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