"Damn! What's Your Problem?": The Defiant Child
69Sometimes a "bad" day turns out to be a good experience.
In a particularly challenging fifth grade class with six or seven chronic discipline problems, I had fought the good fight most of the morning.
With great effort I had managed to keep a semblance of order by dividing and conquering, using incentives and reminding the class that my evaluation of overall class behavior was not favorable.
Nothing was working wonderfully well, though we managed a faint aura of normal classroom operation for sometimes ten to fifteen minutes at a stretch -- before another distraction or interruption.
I had already known what I was in for when I accepted this one day substitute assignment. I personally knew the teacher, who was excellent and a veteran of many wonderful classes.
She had been struggling with this group from day one. I certainly did not expect to do better than she could, but my theory is that I can survive anything for one day.
Two perpetrators had already been banished from the room and sent to work independently in first grade classes that morning.
When we resumed the contest after lunch, it was time for students to take turns giving oral reports in front of the class. Everyone was supposed to be listening, politely.
The calm of an empty classroom.
As one student began giving a report, another student (I'll call him "Duane") began reading his textbook aloud, feigning a concentrated study mode.
Though Duane should not have been reading at all, I went to him quietly and requested the minimum from him: that he not read aloud while somebody was giving a report.
"DAMN! WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM," he shot at me with an indignant look. There were a few stifled titters of laughter breaking through a general stunned silence as the class waited for me to react.
Now I must explain that I have a very long fuse. I typically under-react to things that agitate normal people, I am almost always very deliberate and calm, even after surviving a fairly stressful morning.
But I will have to confess that, at the moment of his rude remark, I recognized an unfamiliar feeling of anger rising up inside. Thankfully, I kept my primal rage contained as I took out a referral form and informed him with a steady voice that I was not the one with the problem.
I gave Duane the choice of taking his work to the next room, or having someone come in to remove him. He went.
A discipline notice, informing the principal and family of his disrespectful, insubordinate and inappropriate behavior was issued, quoting his exact words. I did what I was supposed to do and considered my day a "success" under the circumstances.
Later in the week, I had a chance to talk (and sympathize) with the regular teacher of this "monster" class. Naturally, the subject of Duane came up.
Classroom Experience.
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"I've been having a lot of trouble with him," she said thoughtfully,"especially since his father was in a knife fight and is now unconcious and in intensive care."
"Oh --," was all I could manage to say. The realization of what a trauma this must be to the family, hit me like a brick. Maybe I was too hard on him.
"I know," she said as if she read my thoughts and expression. "They don't know if he will survive brain-damaged or even survive at all. But even that doesn't excuse Duane's behavior. You did the right thing."
As I thought the situation over, I knew she was right. The anguish this eleven year-old boy was going through may have been the reason for his behavior, but it was not an excuse for it.
Teachers all know that inappropriate school behavior is rooted in other problems a child may be facing. Realizing this fact helps us recognize that something which seems like a personal attack, probably has other causes.
On the other hand, we cannot ignore serious misbehaviors. If Duane continues to challenge others with an abusive attitude, he may someday find himself in a situation like his dad's.
Perhaps that is his subconscious aim, but it is not up to us to play analyst. The best we can do -- especially if we have only casual or occasional contact with students, is to follow through with appropriate consequences, making sure that teachers and administrators are aware of exactly what is happening.
Excusing such incidents or ignoring wrong behavior will not help the child. Knowing that there are reasons, will help keep us from overreacting and taking such attacks personally.
Substitutes all look forward to the fun and easy days, but in retrospect I will have to say that I would not trade this experience for a "good" day because I learned so much. It helped me discover that I can be pushed to the edge of anger.
It also reinforced the truth that I already knew-- there are reasons for bad behavior, and it helped me to resolve to not let reasons become excuses.
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One moment in time, one gift to this boy. I so admire what you did, and how you did it. You didn't know the circumstances. Yet, you treated him as you would treat any other child. He needed that. Right then.
Welcome to HP.
Hi Rochelle,
Powerful hub, beautifully written. A lesson for all of us to learn, thank you :)
ditto, welcome to hubpages,
Patty
I have a lot of respect for good teachers. You are a rare breed.
Donna
I do understand you very well dear 37 years of at least one day a week like that
I am substituting regularly now, and have done some substituting in previous years while working with my own students part time. Whether as a substitute or in a regular position, the sad thing is that a student like this needs help in ways that the classroom teacher cannot supply, but in most schools (all that I have been in) the district has no plan or resources for dealing with them. Their time in the classroom is rarely beneficial to them; meanwhile they are taking away learning opportunities from others. There is nothing better you could have done. I have been frustrated with this kind of situation many times.
Rochelle , I'm catching up on your older Hubs and I must say this was a beauty.
I have a great belief that you have stated very concisely why some of our younger generation are out of control.
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there are reasons for bad behavior, and it helped me to resolve to not let reasons become excuses.
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Hey, Rochelle -- was looking for your hub on apples, and found myself reading this one instead. Glad I dropped by, your hubs are always well worth reading. Now. Where are the apples?
Oh, yes, I guess I'm confusing you with Milton (you two have such similar styles). I'm off to read the one about the garden gnomes now, to see if it has apples in it.
Do you know what's happened with this boy since you wrote the hub?
sounds like a difficult situation.
I was thinking of John Milton, Paradise Lost. There was an apple in that. At least, it might have been a pear (does he ever say directly what kind of fruit? It could have been a citrus grove, for all we know). Dang, girl: did you write a hub on all the types of apples we don't get to eat anymore because they've been weeded out of the food chain in the food chains?
My youngest child is studying to become a teacher.
I am very proud of his choice and why he made it. Lovely hub.
Oh, thanks. You're a pippin.
Oh, I have to say it. When I was in school, I would have got a lot more than a slip of paper if I said those words to a teacher. Your response was perfect and professional. The last thing a kid in Duane's circumstances needs, as his whole reality tilts beneath his feet, is to reach out and find that the rules bend, too. On some level he may even draw comfort that at least this remains predictable.
Good teachers are Gold!
Hi Rochelle. Thanks for the enlightening story and, really, a lesson in life. A good friend of mine in NY, substitute taught in the NYC school system. He told quite a few stories, which to the ear of a greenhorn from the midwest, seemed shocking. Now though, you see this behavior in kids everywhere. It seems to me that little has been written about how we, as adults, cope with this new attitude in kids. This constant angst and the unshakable idea that the world owes them. What about us? It's as if it's our duty to accomodate them, and not the other way around, as it was when I was a kid.
Anyway, thank you for the thought-provoking article. It was very good.
I had some wonderful teachers! My freshman English teacher inspired me to write. It made me a better person because she gave me the nudge to do so. Thirty years later, I found her and thanked her. She is still teaching. There is a story about her in my hubs.
I don't know how I would have handled this situation. I more than likely would have snapped back, "What's YOUR problem?" Needless to say, I am not a teacher, substitute or otherwise.
I give you a lot of credit for your cool reaction. I'm sad to hear about the boy's father and do hope he is able to overcome his trauma. That's tough for a kid to deal with.
I remeber a T-shirt logo and bag logo that was popular at school in the mid-1990s - "The World Doesn't Owe you a Living - it was here first"
You were realy patient. Thanks for the lesson.
You were realy patient. Thanks for the lesson.





















In The Doghouse 4 years ago
Rochelle,
It takes a special person to be a substitute teacher, especially at those grade levels. Accountability, IMHO is something that should always be taught. Thankfully you have the experience to understand the importance of keeping your temper at bay. It sounds like it truly was a very grand learning experience for all who were involved. Welcome to Hubpages.