As a teacher of the deaf/hard-of-hearing, one of my pet peeves is when my kids expect me to talk for them when they are perfectly able to talk for themselves...
Today, during a math lesson, one of my students had to go see our on-site audiologist because of a problem with his hearing aid. He missed out on the explanation part of the lesson, and when he got back, the rest of the kids were busily working on their assignment. So he sat down at his desk, looked at his assignment/paper and raised his hand for help. When I got to his desk, he pointed at his paper... Silently. Expectantly. I decided not to say anything and wait him out. It didn't work (turns out, I had used up all of my patience earlier in the morning). So I prompted him: "Use your words to ask me for help". Well, he looked at his paper, then looked up at me, then back down to his paper, and clearly he was struggling to put together a sentence in a question form. He finally said "I don't know how to do it". Being the stickler that I am, I said: "Can you ask me with a question?"
Then, he looked up at me through his white-blond hair with his big blue eyes surrounded by freckles and said: "Can you teach me?"
Not Modern Enough to Use Modern Conveniences
8 months ago
6 comments:
I bet Max wished you had the same problem!
Dad
I have a question. The boy in your story had white-blond hair blue eyes and a freckled face. Is that what my grandson will look like?
Hopefully :)
Oh, bless your heart! What a gift to work with these dear children. Our district is a full inclusion district; I have a child with special needs in my room every single year. I always want to be able to reach them, much as I sense you do. Doesn't it just grab your guts when they NEED you? Thanks for visiting me today; it's nice to "meet" you!
Grandson....grandson? Did someone say grandson? Mom
Burn! :) So gotta love those little darlings!
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