tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690867071834377446.post3456156522155942196..comments2023-10-18T11:11:21.047-05:00Comments on Laughter, Love, and Madness : The Life We Have: A Report From Mrs. LeeSerina Hopehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10916094305386813077noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690867071834377446.post-32553657581478868532007-09-21T17:09:00.000-05:002007-09-21T17:09:00.000-05:00Oh girl, I feel your pain. I really really do. I'...Oh girl, I feel your pain. I really really do. I've been there...literally. In the ambush meeting? Uh huh. To hear those things about your kid. You want to just evaporate.<BR/><BR/>But there's hope! I'll tell ya quick what we had to do to get it going. She sent home a daily behavioral log. We picked the worst behavior first and worked with that. He got such-n-such reward if he did the right thing, and he had consequences if he did the wrong thing.<BR/><BR/>It's been working. Might be something to try? <BR/><BR/>Hang in there!Heatherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04455637064686856773noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690867071834377446.post-63799958563396647382007-09-21T00:34:00.000-05:002007-09-21T00:34:00.000-05:00School is a place where we learn all kinds of thin...School is a place where we learn all kinds of things that have nothing to do with reading, 'riting, and 'rithmatic. Learning is the name of the game and teaching is a team sport. <BR/><BR/>I'm sure that Z and Z's mom will be just fine!<BR/><BR/>By the way, I like the new avatar.John A Hillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07777330742400065045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690867071834377446.post-2004769308719710682007-09-20T12:25:00.000-05:002007-09-20T12:25:00.000-05:00The Green/Yellow/Red is an interesting way of asse...The Green/Yellow/Red is an interesting way of assessing pupils. Woe betide the Red days!Jean-Luc Picardhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01689798190618944262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690867071834377446.post-33101910820111208862007-09-20T09:40:00.000-05:002007-09-20T09:40:00.000-05:00I know this is going to sound wierd but, when my d...I know this is going to sound wierd but, when my daughter was in kindergarten I got a call from her teacher towards the end of the year. She was extremely excited and of course I am thinking that she is going to tell me that my daughter is going to be promoted to college because she is soooo smart. Um, no. She was excited because Al had FINALLY gotten her light turned to yellow.<BR/><BR/>Two years later, that same teacher had my son. I got a phone call within the first 2 weeks to say that she couldn't believe how different my kids were from each other. That call was the sign that we would be having many more phone calls during the rest of the year.Danahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06694506024825501859noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690867071834377446.post-87476247583271799312007-09-20T08:53:00.000-05:002007-09-20T08:53:00.000-05:00I was a teacher for 4 years while I was pregnant a...I was a teacher for 4 years while I was pregnant and had little babies. Now that my kids are getting older and are in "school" (moms morning out), I think back and regret some of the things I said to parents. It is so hard, as a teacher, to separate the "home" child from the "school" child. I said some things to parents that I know now hurt, and I wish I could go back and change it. Teachers have up to 25-30 kids in a class, and sometimes they just want some peace to get their work done. But, as you know, some kids can make it difficult. My oldest is one of them. And it's SO hard to hear that YOUR child was the one causing disruption.<BR/>I really feel for you, and wish you only the best. Please stay in constant contact with the teacher, and as long as she knows you are doing all you can, she will be much more helpful and forgiving to Z.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690867071834377446.post-87271275384501570762007-09-20T08:22:00.000-05:002007-09-20T08:22:00.000-05:00I've been thinking about trading mine in for a whi...I've been thinking about trading mine in for a while, but I think that they won't actually let you do that. <BR/><BR/>As for you not teaching Super Z how to stand in a line properly....honestly, I don't know what you were thinking about there. :)<BR/><BR/>I have to agree, though, when I hear of bad things that E does, I'm just like - HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSED TO DO THAT???? SINCE WHEN IS BEING A POWER RANGER & KICKING SOMEONE OK? For the most part, though, that was daycare and since school started he's only kicked someone once. I think - HOPEFULLY - we've worked through it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690867071834377446.post-65825453752208668092007-09-20T05:25:00.000-05:002007-09-20T05:25:00.000-05:00I'm already finding it hard to listen to people te...I'm already finding it hard to listen to people tell me about how Aaron is a handful now. I keep feeling that I'm not teaching him properly..thats why he gets into everything. But on the other hand, I think some kids are just that way and will need extra attention. I like your idea about the green, yellow and red zones.Amandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03542715899155247984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690867071834377446.post-55141551455332750042007-09-20T03:46:00.000-05:002007-09-20T03:46:00.000-05:00If we could trade in our children each time we had...If we could trade in our children each time we had a problem with them, I doubt that any of us would end up with any of our original brood. Being a good parent is learning the art of helping our children through all these rough spots while keeping our own sanity. It's not easy, but its what turns each of us - eventually - into responsible adults who finally realize what great parents we had.Bilbohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14213505386288233192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6690867071834377446.post-8493329140143086302007-09-19T23:41:00.000-05:002007-09-19T23:41:00.000-05:00I felt that same pain when my daughter came home w...I felt that same pain when my daughter came home with one of those notes from preK. You know, the notes with a detailed list of how your child has misbehaved over the last several days. It's like you said -- I wasn't surprised by the things listed by the teacher. More like I was surprised by how much it hurt.Cathy, Amy and Kristinahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01472486650115997239noreply@blogger.com