"It is better to conquer yourself than to win a thousand battles. Then the victory is yours. It cannot be taken from you, not by angels or by demons, heaven or hell." - Buddha
the journey continues...
So we had our meeting with the head teacher, Senco, class teacher on Tuesday. Bits of it were positive. Too much of felt like what we were saying fell on deaf ears. We spoke about the spitting incident - raised, courageously, by the therapist - it feel on dumb, deaf, heartless, soulless ears. It's not helpful, it's not kind, it's not making me feel like they are 'on side'.
Honestly... it appeared that the school were defensive. There was a lot of gushy, "Oh! yes! we do this.. and we do that... and we're ALWAYS trying to build him up, be encouraging."
We questioned them on the dreaded "B" word.
Response : (deadpan) "No, there is no bullying in his class."
What am I supposed to infer from that ?
**f--kers**
My gut instinct is that these people are not to be trusted, but that at the moment, we have no choice. This is the institution that our son is enrolled in. In fact we have more than one child there, so there ARE consequences.
Good advice would say "Keep your friends close, and your enemies closer." but right now, I don't see any way of being a brown-noser to the headteacher and school secretary. The latter is an absolute f--king bitch, with a massive log in her cornea, the former is too powerful to tangle with. The ripples will affect the future of the innocents. It's a no-go-zone.
I do feel f--ked by the system. I did hate school. I was always delighted to be away from it all - part of me is a snob. Lowest common denominator: having to be mates with every single spiteful little bitch that's in your class, in your year, is soul-destroying. No-one listened and no-one cared.
I don't want the same for my sons.
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Wednesday, July 02, 2014
Oh! to Conquer ourselves...
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Wednesday, October 02, 2013
Letter draft
Dear Mr [school teacher/head teacher]
Zack, the crying and the tantrums :
Zack is hard work. I know - he is my son.
Zack cries and has tantrums. He is 7 1/2 years old. I find myself asking, regularly, “is this normal ?” But is that a helpful question? The truth is he IS doing these things. Now I’m asking, “What do you and I do to help him grow and cope?” I say ‘you and I’ because he spends 6 hours a day with you and 6 waking-hours with me.
In a world driven by targets and developmental goals, the starting point seems to be “Zack should be X”. eg. Zack should be able to deal with frustration at this age. Zack should be able to take it on the chin when things don’t go his way at this age. Zack shouldn’t be upset when he isn’t the centre of attention, at this age. Zack should want to be a team player. Zack should be reading better at this stage. Zack should be able to control his anger. Zack should be able to speak about what frustrates him by now. Are ALL of these statements true though ?
Teachers : the words that you say and what comes out of your mouth are a lead and give a cue to the children in your care. Zack has come home saying “[teaching assistant) called me a cry-baby” - this means Year 3 now have permission to say to “Zack, you’re a cry baby”. In the same way we give the class permission to say Alex is different, and they follow your lead, this is now a label.
Teacher’s wield enormous power and the words that they use shape the lives of those they teach. What you say becomes ‘the way it is’. I weep when I hear, and see, how Zack is actively excluding himself from what should be a normal social life at school. His saying, “my friends all hate me. They’re all mean”, makes me wonder what’s going on. He feels like an outsider, that idea is not being corrected, and he is acting that out every day. He says he has no-one to play with, that he sits on the Friendship Bench and no-one comes and asks him to join them. At the same time however, he’ll say, “only [another boy]” is my friend. It sounds horribly isolated, but is it all true? Talking to [teacher], apparently it isn’t.
Isolation v. Love and Acceptance
He’s 7 years old. He shouldn’t be feeling lonely and unloved in a class like this. His peers are a great bunch of kids. Yes, we can use platitudes like “Kids will be kids” and “Children are terribly cruel aren’t they?” - those are both true. But there’s a huge difference between ALLOWING them to be like that by fostering a culture of unkindness and cruelty through passivity; and calling on them to recognize that there’s a person inside each of them who feels lonely, and just wants a friend to play with; who cries when he doesn’t have words for what he feels. Zack is not unique in having a tantrum and crying. It seems however, that he is unique in the frequency, length and magnitude thereof.
Please can we try and find words of compassion and understanding?
There is a need and I believe we are all acting in unison on this, for clearly defined boundaries. He needs to know where the boundaries are - that he can go no further; that he’s crossed the line; that there are consequences to his actions. Punishment is outre today. Instead I hear that we have times of reflection, time out, forfeiting playtime or fun activities. This is all in keeping with what we do at home. Let’s continue to reinforce these, in unison.
He is the 2nd tallest and heaviest in your class. (One of those he has no control over, the other is something we talk about every day - making healthy choices, eating the right foods). He’s also more sensitive than he has permission to be. I don’t think any of us allow him to be sensitive - that’s why the crying illicits such a strong response in others. We all want him to TOUGHEN UP.
I recognize that it’s frustrating when he cries and has a tanty, it’s happening at home too. I feel desperate sometimes as it’s so disempowering when he “kicks off”, and in a classroom that must be even more acute. When he’s in full swing, he is unapproachable, and uncontainable. But that’s where we are.
How do we give him the tools to grow from here ? We can’t continue like this - not for our sake and sanity, the sake of his class, or most importantly, his own development - the future.
Labeling him isn’t going to help I don’t think, even if it’s the most obvious thing. We don’t say to little girls, “don’t be such a bitch” even if they say the most awful, nasty things to their friends. Yes children are unkind, but we can find ways of showing them how to be more magnanimous. If we’re teaching socially acceptable behaviour, we need to foster inclusion. Can we actively include Zack in more?
I don’t want special treatment. I wish he was invisible and beige, that he did his work, didn’t talk back, played quietly, didn’t give us any trouble at all. But that is a fantasy. I love that Zack is Zack. He is unique. But he has to learn to fit into a social setting - that he can’t be the centre of attention all the time; that he can’t have it all his own way; that he shouldn’t take what people do and say, so keenly, to heart. Does he have the tools for that ? We trying to model it at home as best we can. You provide a framework at school which synchronizes (we hope) with what we say at home. I cannot control his responses. I cannot force him to behave in a certain way – without manacles and a heavy sedative. But I can try and shape his environment, and in this I appeal to you to help me: please help him to feel accepted.
Please can we all try, together, to aid him in this.
Yours Faithfully,
------------------------------------------------------------------------
There it is. Upset and traumatized mummy writes a letter to the Head Teacher and Class Teacher. Things are completely over-dramatized, I am accusatory, I am taking this very personally. yeah yeah yeah.
Get in line. Being a Mum is f**king hard work
Zack, the crying and the tantrums :
Zack is hard work. I know - he is my son.
Zack cries and has tantrums. He is 7 1/2 years old. I find myself asking, regularly, “is this normal ?” But is that a helpful question? The truth is he IS doing these things. Now I’m asking, “What do you and I do to help him grow and cope?” I say ‘you and I’ because he spends 6 hours a day with you and 6 waking-hours with me.
In a world driven by targets and developmental goals, the starting point seems to be “Zack should be X”. eg. Zack should be able to deal with frustration at this age. Zack should be able to take it on the chin when things don’t go his way at this age. Zack shouldn’t be upset when he isn’t the centre of attention, at this age. Zack should want to be a team player. Zack should be reading better at this stage. Zack should be able to control his anger. Zack should be able to speak about what frustrates him by now. Are ALL of these statements true though ?
Teachers : the words that you say and what comes out of your mouth are a lead and give a cue to the children in your care. Zack has come home saying “[teaching assistant) called me a cry-baby” - this means Year 3 now have permission to say to “Zack, you’re a cry baby”. In the same way we give the class permission to say Alex is different, and they follow your lead, this is now a label.
Teacher’s wield enormous power and the words that they use shape the lives of those they teach. What you say becomes ‘the way it is’. I weep when I hear, and see, how Zack is actively excluding himself from what should be a normal social life at school. His saying, “my friends all hate me. They’re all mean”, makes me wonder what’s going on. He feels like an outsider, that idea is not being corrected, and he is acting that out every day. He says he has no-one to play with, that he sits on the Friendship Bench and no-one comes and asks him to join them. At the same time however, he’ll say, “only [another boy]” is my friend. It sounds horribly isolated, but is it all true? Talking to [teacher], apparently it isn’t.
Isolation v. Love and Acceptance
He’s 7 years old. He shouldn’t be feeling lonely and unloved in a class like this. His peers are a great bunch of kids. Yes, we can use platitudes like “Kids will be kids” and “Children are terribly cruel aren’t they?” - those are both true. But there’s a huge difference between ALLOWING them to be like that by fostering a culture of unkindness and cruelty through passivity; and calling on them to recognize that there’s a person inside each of them who feels lonely, and just wants a friend to play with; who cries when he doesn’t have words for what he feels. Zack is not unique in having a tantrum and crying. It seems however, that he is unique in the frequency, length and magnitude thereof.
Please can we try and find words of compassion and understanding?
There is a need and I believe we are all acting in unison on this, for clearly defined boundaries. He needs to know where the boundaries are - that he can go no further; that he’s crossed the line; that there are consequences to his actions. Punishment is outre today. Instead I hear that we have times of reflection, time out, forfeiting playtime or fun activities. This is all in keeping with what we do at home. Let’s continue to reinforce these, in unison.
He is the 2nd tallest and heaviest in your class. (One of those he has no control over, the other is something we talk about every day - making healthy choices, eating the right foods). He’s also more sensitive than he has permission to be. I don’t think any of us allow him to be sensitive - that’s why the crying illicits such a strong response in others. We all want him to TOUGHEN UP.
I recognize that it’s frustrating when he cries and has a tanty, it’s happening at home too. I feel desperate sometimes as it’s so disempowering when he “kicks off”, and in a classroom that must be even more acute. When he’s in full swing, he is unapproachable, and uncontainable. But that’s where we are.
How do we give him the tools to grow from here ? We can’t continue like this - not for our sake and sanity, the sake of his class, or most importantly, his own development - the future.
Labeling him isn’t going to help I don’t think, even if it’s the most obvious thing. We don’t say to little girls, “don’t be such a bitch” even if they say the most awful, nasty things to their friends. Yes children are unkind, but we can find ways of showing them how to be more magnanimous. If we’re teaching socially acceptable behaviour, we need to foster inclusion. Can we actively include Zack in more?
I don’t want special treatment. I wish he was invisible and beige, that he did his work, didn’t talk back, played quietly, didn’t give us any trouble at all. But that is a fantasy. I love that Zack is Zack. He is unique. But he has to learn to fit into a social setting - that he can’t be the centre of attention all the time; that he can’t have it all his own way; that he shouldn’t take what people do and say, so keenly, to heart. Does he have the tools for that ? We trying to model it at home as best we can. You provide a framework at school which synchronizes (we hope) with what we say at home. I cannot control his responses. I cannot force him to behave in a certain way – without manacles and a heavy sedative. But I can try and shape his environment, and in this I appeal to you to help me: please help him to feel accepted.
Please can we all try, together, to aid him in this.
Yours Faithfully,
------------------------------------------------------------------------
There it is. Upset and traumatized mummy writes a letter to the Head Teacher and Class Teacher. Things are completely over-dramatized, I am accusatory, I am taking this very personally. yeah yeah yeah.
Get in line. Being a Mum is f**king hard work
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