It
felt strange walking up those unfamiliar school steps and approaching the
security desk first thing Monday morning. Thanks to our summer program
placement and training days, Ridge Street – the facility and faculty – were
already very familiar by my first day of school. However Mrs. Diaz and Ms. Gennaro immediately welcomed me
into the classroom. The students were sweet and curious. The room looked huge
to me with three loooong rows of students (We’ve thankfully changed back to
groups.) After the pledge of allegiance, Mrs. Diaz told the students I was
going to do an activity with them, and I was on. I took a deep breath as I
stepped to the front of the class. There seemed to be SO many of them, but the
teacher instinct kicked in, and I conducted a little True/False activity for
the kids to get to know me better. They had fun getting to know the less
obvious facts about me – jumped out of a plane, etc…- and I them, as I had them
all introduce themselves and share their favorite activity.
My
class is a fourth grade inclusion classroom. There are 24 students with 10
students who are either classified, in the process of being classified, or have
a 504 plan. There is one personal aide in the classroom, and she is actually a
new addition. She was brought in for Aiden (diagnosed with autism) about a
month ago, but the teachers tell me that Aiden’s behavior seems to have
worsened with her presence rather than improved. I think she was previously an
aide for younger grades and has expressed that she doesn’t feel comfortable
redirecting (which often includes confronting Aiden). She refused, for example,
to take responsibility for him on our trip to the Liberty Science Center. They
are trying to work with her to give her more guidance for how she should be
working with Aiden.
With
so many kids with needs (well beyond the 10% Dr. Lalyvani’s research suggests),
there is always something for me to do and someone for me to help. The more
open-nature of the instruction (reader/ writer’s workshop and small group work)
also facilitates my assistance. My efforts to assist students 1-on-1 often
annoyed Lisa because she believed they undermined efforts to make the students
more independent. Mrs. Diaz and Ms. Gennaro don’t share this view. So, I have
conducted small-guided reading groups as well as assisted students 1-on-1
during writing, reading, and math. I’ve worked a lot with Issac, who has only just been classified
through Mrs. Diaz and Ms. Gennaro’s efforts, but came in to the classroom
reading at around a Kindergarten level.
I conducted my first “official” whole group lesson on Friday.
I’ve
witnessed the need to be flexible my first week as I’ve seen administrative
decisions and other matters change quickly. We were informed Monday that we’d
be taking a field trip on Wednesday to the Liberty Science Center. At the LSC,
our school’s lunches were never deliverd, and so our student sat there for over
an hour as the Ridge Street School group ate their lunches and then left.
Finally, we got the OK to buy the cheapest item available for the kids to
eat. Sadly, all the confusion took
up a great deal of the day at LSC, but otherwise the students had a great time,
and it was a great way for me to get to know them almost immediately in a different
way. As I left on Wednesday evening, both the teachers and the students said
that they would miss me the next day.
The
biggest difference I noticed during my first week in special ed was in myself.
I noticed I laughed more and joked more. I sang. I was myself. It was the first
time I truly realized how much I was not myself in my previous placement. It
makes a huge difference in my own personal sense of satisfaction, but I believe
it will also make a difference in my ability to teach as well.