As the school year picks up, kindergartners cry. Imagine you are three foot-seven, coming to a 25-foot building with hundreds of other kids. You are squeezing Mom's hand tight when her grip loosens. She directs you in front of her to some other lady. Who are you? You turn around to confirm with Mom all is okay, but she is no where to be found. Out of sight, but certainly still in mind. This "other lady" brings you into a colorful room with lot of windows. This could be fun. Ooh, look a bean bag chair. Twenty minutes later, after you have seen the pictures in what seems like every book on the shelf... your attention span drops. You're done. That was good enough. Time to go home. Except... We expect five year olds to sit and listen to lectures for eight hours. These tiny humans with tiny minds are expected to do big things for a long time. There are plenty of adults who could not, or at least would not, do so. Adults cry when they get overwhelmed. Are child...
A blog from the perspective of a Behavioral Intervention Specialist working in the Refocus Room at an elementary school in North Eastern Iowa.