So, so far I have not been very good at blogging...
Recently I had a sub job as a teacher's aid in an elementary school. I had had a previous sub job as a teacher's aid in a kindergarten class, and it was fun. The children were so cute and trying so hard to write an 8! I thought this last one was going to be similar. But it wasn't. The classroom was a special needs classroom. Just to let you know, there's this new law that special needs children need to be mainstreamed and in "normal" classes--there are no more classes designated as special ed, except for the extreme cases. This class was extreme. Nearly all the children were in diapers, one had a feeding tube, we had two wheel chairs, and one girl liked to pull things, like hair. They were all young, 5-8, but oh my gosh.
All growing up I would see disabled people. They wouldn't scare me, but I was scared at what to do. They need so much attention and some need so much care that I shyed away. So when I was in this special needs class, I was scared to death. The children were cute sometimes, and by the end of the day I was a little more comfortable, but when all of them were screaming (and cannot communicate what they want or need), I just couldn't help but wonder how some people deal with that everyday--they must be angels.
These two experiences have been my only sub jobs I've taken. Notice they've both been as teacher's aids. I am a little scared to have a classroom all by myself--especially jr high or high school. I know I have to get used to it, but taking that plunge is hard. I'm trying to work up to it...
13 years ago