So I volunteer in my sons class about once a week for reading groups. Today I entered his classroom during recess and there was a little girl in there. She is one of my sons good friend in the class and she started to tell me a story of the day. Each word that she said made my heart break. She began by telling me how frustrated my son had been that morning and how he had started yelling and then begun to throw chairs and shove desks around the room. I listened as she continued, " we decided to try a new thing today. It was cool. The whole class got to go outside for and extra recess and run around." When we got back he( my son) was not frustrated anymore, she said. Then she smiled and turned away.
I love the innocence of little kids. This little girl even though she was tattling and telling me how bad my son acted, understood and that lifted my spirit. She wasn't scared or mean about how my son reacted she understood that he was frustrated and that he was doing the best he could in that moment. I wanted to hug her and thank her for understanding how hard it can be for him. I didn't but I thanked her for being his friend and for understanding that he gets frustrated sometimes.
I believe that the Assistant Principal came and deescalated my son and was able to help him process his frustrations. My son had a great rest of the day. I am so grateful for each of the staff at his school that work so hard to help him. We made it another day. Yea!
Friday, March 14, 2014
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