November 29, 2006

A diversion

Today, "Suck it up, buttercup."

Seems to be the call of the day. I was in a challenging classroom and when, after being threatened by body language and then fakely stabbed with a pencil, said no more touching or pretending to assault me. That was enough. Apparently, that is me, all about power tripping. I also hurt a student's feelings because I would not show him the scar on my arm. I pulled my sweater down and told him I would not undress for him. He got upset. But he wouldn't stop. Show me your arm. No. Show me your arm. No. Show me your arm. It is just a scar from a cat scratch. Show me your arm. No. His arm is a mass of scars. Deep cuts. Perpendicular to the veins. Lots needed stitches, you can see those scars too. Show me your arm. NO. Show me your arm. No.

What is the answer? I don't know. I don't even know what to suggest. So, see, most of these kids had a rough start. Rough from in the womb. Then, having been born with their special needs, they aren't in an environment that can deal with the special needs. Then, they go bad. And they can't make good choices. Can't. Not a won't. And end up in jail or dead or both. I don't think children should be taken away from their parents. I don't think the parents can raise the children. Lots more stuff out and about that.

I had a good talk today with the pastor about one particular student. In his 17 year old body and his 6 year old academic capabilities and his 2 year old decision making ability. You know how good the decisions of two year old are as well. Towards pleasure, towards having things their way, not the most empathetic either.

I was reading a story about a street person today to him and another student. This person had been kicked out of his house by his mother. He wasn't into drugs and he wasn't a criminal (not yet in the story anyway). He was panhandling. They wondered why he wouldn't deal drugs or rob places or pimp the girl he was friends with. I tried to explain that he didn't want to hurt anybody. They didn't get it. And I got to hear how he pimped out the younger (younger than 15) sister of a girl in the jail.

The girl who after screeching at me told me, "Suck it up, buttercup."

1 Comments:

Blogger {illyria} said...

i think you being in this world doing what you do makes it much more special.

8:26 pm  

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