Intern!

I have an intern!!! She is in her last semester of interning before student teaching. She has to be with me 75 hours this semester. Today was her first day in the room, she was just observing. The kids were NUTS today. I think it was the rain, it throws them off. I'm hoping some of my gems didn't scare her away. One of them told her a story about how he protected his sisters this weekend by sitting in the house with a knife so he could slash a ghost and then there was blood everywhere. He's a special one. He's one that will hopefully soon be moved to a self-contained behavior classroom. I never thought it could get worse than my other little guy, then this one came. He makes the other look like a saint in comparison. The poor other little one is even wowed by him.

In other news, the original "tough kid"'s mom is supposed to be getting him medicated soon! Hooray! He desperately needs it. I'm hoping it will help him with his self-confidence, so he doesn't call himself stupid anymore.

I had a meeting today with a grandmother of one of my girls who now qualifies for math resource. She doesn't know the value of coins and barely knows addition facts. Her life story is unbearable to hear and I'm so glad she has a grandmother whose main goal in life is to help her grandkids. If only some of the other parents cared 1/100th as much as she does.

This year out of the 4 that I have taken through the process of getting extra help, 3 have qualified for services. Feels pretty good to know that I'm the reason they are getting the help that they need. Still have to convince a teacher mom that her son has serious issues that look like Autism, but I'm guessing she's not going to budge on her perfect son.

Is it just me, or did parents used to care more? Maybe it was just mine...I'm just lucky I guess. :-)