Sarcasm-(from the Greek sarkazein, to tear flesh) a taunting or caustic remark, generally ironic.
Snide- slyly malicious or derisive.
Derisive- to laugh at in scorn; ridicule
We all know what these words mean. As adults we probably use sarcasm with each other ever day. I could be crowned the queen of sarcasm and quick comebacks.
Most adults can handle sarcasm, they can give it and they can take it. Children, on the other hand, are not emotionally or mentally able to handle sarcasm. Especially if those sarcastic, snide comments are coming from an adult. Being told to another adult within earshot of the said child. What if the adult is someone that is supposed to be in a position of authority? Someone that is supposed to care for your child when they are sick. Children get enough teasing and bullying from other kids, they need to feel protected by the adults at school. It takes someone with a very special spirit to work as a teacher or be in a school setting. I can't imagine how tiresome, frustrating, difficult and rewarding it must be to work in a school.
I am not expecting a 5th grade teacher to be as kind, gentle and loving as a kindergarten teacher, but if dealing with all of the students then you should be kind and caring with everyone. If this is no longer possible then maybe it is time to retire.
There are kids that would push Mother Teresa over the edge, believe me I know. It can be quite difficult to deal with those kids on a daily basis. But if you know there are special circumstances then keep that in mind and adjust the attitude.
Some children need a little extra. Extra time, extra patience, extra attention and extra forgiveness. How many children choose to draw attention to themselves in negative ways? Want their classmates to see them become out of control, hysterical? Want to sit in the office and be seen by everyone who comes in?
I am glad there are only 8 days of school left. I know summer will bring its' own set of difficulties, but the ones brought on by school will be over.
Added later; This is a public school and the person is in the school health office. I am inquiring at the administration building as to how to go about filing an official complaint.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Dogs on Thursday
I have some guest dogs for today's Dogs On Thursday post.
I was sitting at my computer yesterday morning when I noticed a little dog running around out front. It was trying to get this lady at the bus stop to pet her. The lady ignored her, so she wondered out into the street. I went out to the carport and she ran right over to me. She only had a rabies tag. I called the vet listed, gave them the tag number and ended up with a name and phone number. I called and someone came right over. Daisy had ventured several miles from home during her 24 hours on the lam.
This is a perfect example why both my boys have tags with name, address and phone number, not to mention the Home Again tags.
You never know if the next guy will call the vet listed to get some info.
John is holding the matriarch of my family. Cori, a Jack Russel, belongs to my older sister. At her senior age of 14 (at least) she gets to sit on whatever lap she wants.
Posted by Sonya at 3:57 PM 6 comments
Labels: Dogs
Sunday, May 17, 2009
First roses of the season.
I took these pictures about a week ago. I will take some new pictures this week, several bushes are full of blooms.
Posted by Sonya at 9:32 AM 7 comments
Sunday, May 3, 2009
I did not know this....
Did you all know that I am a hated, mean, horrible, lying idiot?
I wonder what I will be tomorrow.....
Added later: wanted to clarify that the sentence is a combination of all the things said in a 4 hour span.
Posted by Sonya at 3:36 PM 13 comments
Labels: Family
Friday, May 1, 2009
Random pictures
I realized that one or two of these pictures need a little explanation. The picture of the shoes-that is an assortment of left shoes that were under my computer desk. The last picture is a collection of oil cans and tin cans that my grandpa had in the garage.
Posted by Sonya at 9:27 AM 3 comments