How do you handle grief? Do you ever really get over some of the things that grieve you?
I was going to wish a happy birthday to a former student of mine this morning on Facebook, and came across his friend's list and there was the name of another former student who was murdered during a drug deal 10 years ago. It brought tears to my eyes because even though the kid was a pain in class, he was hilarious and one of my favorites. Let me share something with you...
This kid was always disrupting every class and needed to be the center of attention. But he was funny and made me laugh. He always wanted to hug me, but because I didn't want to ever be accused of anything, I pushed all the kids away saying that they can't do that. Yet, he still reached in for a hug whenever he caught me off guard. He loved having me as a substitute teacher because I wasn't mean to the kids. I was lenient, I didn't yell, I let them have a relaxing day. And yet, when I saw his name on a class list, I knew it would be a difficult hour for me to get through!!
One day he was being loud and obnoxious and I couldn't handle him anymore, so I called him up to my desk and he thought I was going to send him to the Principal, but I handed him the Hall Pass and said, "Go to the bathroom".
He's like, "Fo real?"
and I said, "Yeah, just come back at the end of the hour."
I cringed as I heard him skip down the hall, or whatever he went to do. He came back probably 20 minutes later and had a rolled up newspaper in his back pocket. He said he actually went to the bathroom LOL He tried giving me the newspaper but eww...no thanks.
I was going to wish a happy birthday to a former student of mine this morning on Facebook, and came across his friend's list and there was the name of another former student who was murdered during a drug deal 10 years ago. It brought tears to my eyes because even though the kid was a pain in class, he was hilarious and one of my favorites. Let me share something with you...
This kid was always disrupting every class and needed to be the center of attention. But he was funny and made me laugh. He always wanted to hug me, but because I didn't want to ever be accused of anything, I pushed all the kids away saying that they can't do that. Yet, he still reached in for a hug whenever he caught me off guard. He loved having me as a substitute teacher because I wasn't mean to the kids. I was lenient, I didn't yell, I let them have a relaxing day. And yet, when I saw his name on a class list, I knew it would be a difficult hour for me to get through!!
One day he was being loud and obnoxious and I couldn't handle him anymore, so I called him up to my desk and he thought I was going to send him to the Principal, but I handed him the Hall Pass and said, "Go to the bathroom".
He's like, "Fo real?"
and I said, "Yeah, just come back at the end of the hour."
I cringed as I heard him skip down the hall, or whatever he went to do. He came back probably 20 minutes later and had a rolled up newspaper in his back pocket. He said he actually went to the bathroom LOL He tried giving me the newspaper but eww...no thanks.
