There is a very particular sort of satisfaction that an educator experiences when they are able to pull their class back from the very brink of total nuclear meltdown. Today was one of those days and I don't know why, but I want to write about it.
I have this one class that is very small, they've been in school together so long that they relate more like siblings than classmates, and they all struggle with regulating their emotions. I always say they are like dominoes; if one falls, they all fall (i.e. if one gets upset, the others will soon follow suit until all three are yelling/crying/taking a break outside/furiously sitting in the corner).
Today I walked in and was warned that one student had just returned from the Dean's office and the morning had not gone well. The second comes in late and immediately begs to use the bathroom, when he came back was begging to eat his snack (which we don't allow during this time, they can snack right after) and when he was told "no" immediately got frustrated and soon was in tears.
We managed to get him calmed down (the teacher talked to him outside) and I try to present the activity with as much enthusiasm as I can muster after the already shaky start. One, then the other, complain that this isn't what they want to do today and that we should take a vote. This happens somewhat regularly but thankfully they are pretty easy to redirect. They also get ruder and ruder, which then leads to further redirection from the adults, such as me telling my student not to call me "little girl." The teacher ends up reviewing the expectations and that I get to pick the activity for our speech group. I remind them that in the past they have complained whenever the activity is something they haven't tried before but that they nearly always end up liking it. One of them complains, "I don't like sentences!" and I reassure him that I won't ask him to read. This is a group for whom reading is incredibly, incredibly difficult.
Then...through some type of magic, when I pull up the activity the students immediately start volunteering to read. In fact, they are practically crawling over one another to read. "I want to do this sentence" "No it's my turn!" and me having to remind them to take turns and let the other one try. It was the most unexpected turnaround I've seen in quite some time. I felt so happy at the end of the lesson. The students were beaming and proud of themselves, they not only completed the activity I'd planned but they went above and beyond. It was the best reading I'd seen from either of them.
Today was a good day.












