Hall of Justice

I had an encounter with a rude regular ed kid.

my kids put her straight.

at the end of period 2, i stood by my doorway to shoo away my period 3 students as i got ready for period 3. a couple of sophomore girls stood a couple of feet in front of me and one of them was giggling and pointing at the kids in my class room.

see, i have a special ed classroom, and i have very few students in each class. the biggest class i have is a class of seven.

every now and then some mean spirited "regular" ed kids would pass by, look from the outside and make fun of my kids, because they are in the "ED" class.

this really pisses me off.

it's not like they are much smarter than my students. i bet you some of my kids are probably better than some of them.

anyway, so i got miffed so i asked, "can i help you?"

mean girl : (distorts her face even further) what you screamin at me for? get out of my face.

me : i'm not in your face.

mean girl : get the fuck out, i'm not scared of you.

me : i'm not asking you to be scared of me.

mean girl: don't scream at my face.

she proceeds talking to her friend referring to me with "F this" and "F her"

me : you're still here, you get out of my door way.

one of my kids from last year, pacified me and said it's not worth it, the same mean girl got her ass kicked last week, by a boy. i listened and chilled.

I caught one of my kids to identify the mean girl because I was about to write her up. I had a hunch who she was, but i needed to be sure.

my student confirmed it. and asked me what happened. i told him the story.

three minutes later, a bunch of my kids came storming in all riled up. a couple other kids, who are not my students, but i'm friendly with came too, all vowing to beat up mean girl.

i laughed it off and told them not to get in trouble on my behalf.

a couple more came in. same story.

at the end of third period, one of my homies delivered mean girl, who at this time, looked as meek as a lamb,

homie 1: go say it.

mean girl : i'm sorry for cursing you out.

me : do you really mean it? are you sincere?

mean girl : yes, (some lame excuse as to why she was laughing) and i never apologize.

me : okay.

homie 1 : see, ms. A, i told you i got your back.

me : thanks, homie.

situations like this make the stress of almost choking some of my kids who are difficult, all melt away.

Thank you God, for my kids. They may be difficult, but I love all of them, just the same.

for real.