http://neurosesgalore.com/2007/12/04/mustard-sage-crusted-roast-chicken/ Tue, 22 May 2012 02:21:07 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.2 http://neurosesgalore.com/2007/12/04/mustard-sage-crusted-roast-chicken/comment-page-1/#comment-499 sarah Wed, 05 Dec 2007 02:14:31 +0000 http://www.neurosesgalore.com/2007/12/04/mustard-sage-crusted-roast-chicken/#comment-499 So how I got cut with scissors... On Thursdays a boy with MR comes in for inclusion experience. My really low kid, M, gets really upset that he doesn't get all of the attention and ended up acting like a baby...literally...only grunting and pointing, not talking, etc. So he's wildly waving scissors around (Keep in mind last year his name was "Scissors Boy" from his teacher). He's got a pair in each hand. So I say, "M, please keep the scissors on your desk. Someone could get hurt." He says okay, about 30 seconds later, does it again. So, in my best teacher voice, I say, "M, this is your last warning. If you can't use the scissors correctly and safely, you're not going to be allowed to use them." He says ok. A few minutes later, I'm walking behind him to help a girl who sits next to him and he flails the scissors up and cuts my hand. And it's a hand wound so it bleeds like no other. Not a big cut but he was super scared, I think he thought I was going to yell or something. So I tell him that he's now done with scissors for today. He's freaking out that he cut me and I'm bleeding and it's going to hurt... However.... on the plus side, we were doing a lesson on cause and effect. The reading specialist (who came in to see me washing my cut) said "Well, here's a lesson if you give M scissors, his teacher will need a band aid." Oh my exciting life! So how I got cut with scissors…
On Thursdays a boy with MR comes in for inclusion experience. My really low kid, M, gets really upset that he doesn’t get all of the attention and ended up acting like a baby…literally…only grunting and pointing, not talking, etc. So he’s wildly waving scissors around (Keep in mind last year his name was “Scissors Boy” from his teacher). He’s got a pair in each hand. So I say, “M, please keep the scissors on your desk. Someone could get hurt.” He says okay, about 30 seconds later, does it again. So, in my best teacher voice, I say, “M, this is your last warning. If you can’t use the scissors correctly and safely, you’re not going to be allowed to use them.” He says ok. A few minutes later, I’m walking behind him to help a girl who sits next to him and he flails the scissors up and cuts my hand. And it’s a hand wound so it bleeds like no other. Not a big cut but he was super scared, I think he thought I was going to yell or something. So I tell him that he’s now done with scissors for today. He’s freaking out that he cut me and I’m bleeding and it’s going to hurt…
However…. on the plus side, we were doing a lesson on cause and effect. The reading specialist (who came in to see me washing my cut) said “Well, here’s a lesson if you give M scissors, his teacher will need a band aid.”
Oh my exciting life!

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