The New One, who is not so new any more, but his placement so complicated that I will never use his name on this blog, received his second superintendent's suspension of the month today.
This is the most severe kind of suspension you can receive in NYC, and it involves being sent to another school.
This incident is for throwing a large rock at a class that was lined up to go to an assembly, then cursing out the teacher....but his rap sheet is such that any thing that goes in the system warrants a suspension.
Today he tore things off the door, banged on our windows, and screamed at us while kids were working in small groups. I told that principal, who replied, "that's him,".
I'm again left with the sacrificing one for 11 dilemma....but somewhere inside of me is a voice that knows that 1 is somebody's baby and a child that will someday grow up to become an adult who will remember everything we said and did to him.
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I just came across your blog and wanted to say thank you for the beautifully written glimpse into your classroom. As a fellow NYC teacher, I can relate with lot of what you have written and I think your statement that "1 is somebody's baby and a child that will someday grow up to become an adult who will remember everything we said and did to him" is so profound that I wrote it on a piece of paper that I am going to keep somewhere in my classroom just so that I will have that thought in the back of my head when I am dealing with some of the ridiculous situations that we face working in a public NYC school.
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