As an intervention specialist and school counselor I’m
licensed to work with students K-12. A
majority of my teaching experience has been teaching special education at the elementary
level. These experiences have been in rural districts, suburban districts, and a
district with a very high socio-economic status. I was a school counselor at an
urban high school for three years, and taught multi-handicapped students at the
high school level as well. I’m currently
a high school intervention specialist in a suburban district with great
diversity and SES.
What I have found through these experiences is one simple
thing. No matter where you are, all kids are same.
I know that may seem odd to some. How are seven year olds like 17 year
olds? How are inner city kids like their
rural counterparts? Easy. They all have a need to feel wanted,
important, valued. They want to be special.
The rule followers or those who you have to dig just a little deeper
each day to find that “special” need to feel important.
For the last eight years I worked at an elementary
school. I had the same student for five
years. FIVE years. I took time, but I grew to adore this student
and understood her special needs. Her
need for love and encouragement. Her
need for breakfast and clothes and school supplies. Her need for hugs and quiet lunches some
days. And now she’s in another school. A
simple call from her the other day literally brought me to tears because she
said “Guess what we’re doing in school.
Did you hear about….” Then… “I miss you ”.
Now, I’m at the high school and a student shares that he
will be turning 16 the next day. When I
ask him how he will celebrate he responds with a shrug “it’s no big deal”. SIXTEEN!
Sixteen is a big deal. I go buy
donuts. We celebrate his sixteen
years. A few days later he stops by my
office and said “thanks for those donuts.
Nobody has done that before”.
It’s little things. Kids
want to know you care. It’s going to a
football game, a little league soccer game, a choir performance or even asking
about their anime drawings. Seven or 17;
kids are kids.
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