Tuesday, February 13, 2007

The Peacocks

from the X-Files is one of the comparisons I've heard when teachers have tried to describe this kid's family. I am not a fan but when it was explained to me by my Department Head that the Peacock's were a family that kept their paraplegic mother under the bed to bear their children, I got the picture. I was not surprised to find out that he lives with 12 siblings in a double wide and that all of them have a reputation that preceeds them. Not surprised. This kid's entire demeanor, countenance, and energy SCREAMS anger and hatred. Let's call him Ronny.

"What we're witnessing Scully, is undiluted animal behaviour. Mankind absent of it's own creation of civilization, technology and information. Regressed to an almost pre-historic state, obeying only the often savage laws of nature." Mulder (Quote from Peacock episode)

I had a rough day today. ROUGH. I want to take Ronny's home life into consideration when he curses me out. I really want to. But let's be real, I am human, and Ronny is a fkn racist cowardly terd who never comes to class and when he does he always gets kicked out because, as I tell my students, I am a teacher - not a babysitter, not a therapist, not a motherfkn saint (I'm sure to leave the curse words out). The entire school knows him. He has been deemed the worst child in the school. I have the opportunity to see him every day (We are on an A/B schedule which means most students I see every other day but I see my special ed kids every day.) I bet you're waiting for a Lean on Me / Dangerous Minds moment? Well it ain't coming!

So today Ronny answered a question posed by the special education teacher with whom I co-teach. Ronny felt the need to include a curse word in his answer and I proceeded to tell him that was inappropriate. I knew what was going to happen - he was going to curse again or do something incredibly stupid and I was going to kick him out. Our encounters so far have not phased me.

Do you know this kid had the nerve to tell me that he was not talking to me?! In MY class. So I told him if he didn't want to talk to me in MY class nor follow directions he could leave. As he left with a slew of curse words he proceeded to call me a "dumb ass". I can NOT explain how much control I had to summon not to take one of those 5 pound text books and pop him upside the head AND not let him or my kids know that he got under my skin (finally).

I guess this is when it gets hard.

Did I mention that he also felt the need to announce in class that the south will rise again?" I ignored that. I knew that was directed at me. It's sad because he was sitting next to his Black friend as he said that who had no clue about Ronny's reference.. In case you don't know the demographics, my school are about 97% Caucasian including the teachers. I knew he was trying to get under my skin so I ignored him. This kid can barely write his name much less know about the REAL history of po' White folks in the South. That didn't even anger me as much as him hurling that insult directly at me and my not being able to retaliate AND his KNOWING I can't do shit. I couldn't even say "Yo' Momma" - even if it might be true.

Luckily, school ended early and I was home by noon. Then something else bothered me that I care not to get into. I was in a rage by 3 p.m. It was simply one of those days. However, I didn't have the urge to eat, I DID in fact have an urge to have another glass of wine (had one when I went home), but I didn't want to eat. That was definitely a win because I know I am an emotional eater. I lost two pounds this week and no bastard a$$ fkr can take that away from me. As you can see there is still some residual anger, lol. To make things even better I decided to exercise so I put in 25 minutes on the treadmill. Afterwards I wen on WW to find some low point recipes and record my food intake for the day. I have to say I am pretty proud of myself.


rashad said...

I would love to see this kid in action, and then talk to him. He sounds like a one man (boy) wrecking crew

Chelsea Watson said...
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Chelsea said...

Hmmmm. Do I still want to be a teacher????? It is a shame that it is always the kids that need the most help that do their best to push people away.

I am an emotional eater, I would have come home and went straight to my FryDaddy for some curly fries and fried chicken... (fat girl deep huh)

I finally posted so take me off the list..... Congrats with the weight loss you are doing great... Me on the other hand I am going to cry in that picture in my two piece.... Do not laugh...

Dang homie, I am glad I copied that joint... let me get off here I am deleting and all kinds of junk...