Yesterday was a pretty tough day, as school days go: three IEP meetings (one of which lasted two hours), missed sessions (and therefore upset kids), a trashing of my office followed by a restraint, and a sexual abuse disclosure. It kind of sucked, frankly.
But I've noticed that even when a day has been filled with extremely difficult issues, there is always at least one little something that will make me smile. Yesterday it was this note slipped under my door:
And in this way I was notified of "The Great Boot War of Room 303."
After I showed a few people the note and stopped chuckling, I thought about how this student---who is on the autism spectrum---would have handled a similar conflict when I first met him last spring. He would have had an absolute screaming fit. He would have hit Naya (who obviously started it, with her space-hogging boot). He would have been sent to the office and likely suspended.
But now, he asks his teacher if he can write me a note telling me what happened. He was still livid, but he didn't do any of those completely out-of-control things he would have done a year ago. And more importantly, he seems to trust that I can help him feel better and we can solve his problem together.
I have a blackboard with this quote on my office wall, "Every day may not be good, but there's something good in every day."
Don't forget to look for the "something good."