The picture above comes from Becca, the student who started to scream during Tarzan yesterday. She gave it to me and told me it was for my mom. I thought it looked like a person, but she corrected how I was holding it to the current orientation.
In our class there were very few problems (I stopped Eric from pulling pages out of a thesaurus and he tried to pinch me), but the other class had a fight today. Martine, a very high functioning autistic man has this thing for poking other students. Tyler has down syndrome and is a complete pacifist, until today. Martine had been poking Tyler and Tyler had protested, but when the teachers were distracted, Tyler punched Martine and knocked him down.
I really feel bad. Both of these guys are pretty innocent, but at the same time the teachers are glad Tyler finally stood up for himself. Martine is a bit of a bully. Both of them had to see the principal to have behavioral contracts written and in Martine’s case, have all his privileges revoked as this is just one of many fights he has been in. When I saw Tyler in the parking lot, he was still crying. I hope when he gets home, his dad gives him a big hug and lets him know how awesome he was for finally defending himself. The teachers said, he and Martine have been classmates together from preschool until now and that Tyler had never once fought back.
In my class, it was very calm. One of the students, Jesus, has become quite attached to me and won’t do anything unless I sit next to him or go with him. Which is hard, because I had to take care of Ty, the wheelchair bound student. Jesus was distracted the entire day, but he was never a problem. My biggest problem is that he drools and wants to hug all the time which I can’t do a substitute (I’m not supposed to even touch them).