Room Issues

It's quiet in my office. Sometimes, that's boring, but I like my office for that reason. It is just small enough so that the kids on our caseload that have behavior issues have to go to the other, bigger, resource room to calm down. The other resource room is also "home" to our four aides, as well as work space for many more kids at one time than I see.

Next year, that other, bigger, resource room will be mine (for reasons that aren't worth getting into right now). It's going to be louder, busier, and liberally peppered with chaos. I try not to think about it too much...

And speaking of rooms, I realized last night (as Max and I watched bits of "Wife Swap"), that it wasn't until seventh grade that I had my own bedroom. Seventh grade! And then, I had my own room for exactly two years before I went to boarding school. I got to come home to my own room during school vacations... then after 10th grade, I've shared a room with someone or other continuously till I got married. It was just a "huh?" moment... I wonder why I didn't throw a fit about it as I was growing up?

I wonder if sharing personal space with siblings and roommates over the years is contributing to my reluctance to own the busier resource room next year... better have Max psychoanalyze this.

5 comments:

Anonymous said...

ahh, the bigger room. The one with excitement, chaos, arguing, screaming, biting, hitting, laughing, crying, and some moments, silence. The bigger room has a bigger table, longer walls, heat, carpeting, book shelves, more bookshelves, and two doors! The bigger room assists in developing the friendships, student relationships, tag teaming, finishing each others sentences, anticipating each other thoughts, enjoying each others company, celebrating special moments, showing concern for each other and strengthening the teamwork because it is the BIG room and can handle all that teaching brings on!

The big room welcomes its new occupant with glee and all of the things that go along with it.

:)its current occupant

Randy et Jan said...

Because you never had your own room until you were in 7th grade, at least you know how to share! Is that right, Max? Dad

Anonymous said...

Hmmmmmroooommmmmm....

Anonymous said...

I hate sleeping alone--maybe that's why I love my cubicle!
:) Brenda

Anonymous said...

Your small space experiences with others was GREAT training for "conflict management!" There was method to my madness after all. Mom

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