The Backstory- Names have been changed to protect the
innocent. Today at school a student came in a wheelchair. They were not in my
class, but it impacted my classroom. My Para educator who helps with the bus
had this student assigned to her route so she had spoke about the wheelchair.
Also the student’s classroom is down the hall from our room and we saw it pass
by several times.
The Story- My student had a rough day. It was a true Monday
in the sense of the word. He struggled getting regulated and seemed on edge all
morning. Then on the way to lunch he wasn’t paying attention and ran into a
metal pole. It wasn’t that hard, but he did have a red mark on his cheek. My
Para brought him to me and I took him to the nurse for an icepack. He didn’t
leave it on, but we tried. In the nurses office he saw the student in the
wheelchair. He didn’t say anything about it, but just looked at it with
interest.
Later I got a call over the intercom… “Did you send Johnny
up to the office? He is up here asking for a wheelchair.”
“No, he should be out at recess. I am on my way up.”
When I reached the office my student flailed himself on the
cot in the nurse’s office saying, “Oh ho ho, Poor Johnny.”
“Johnny, why are you in here?”
“Oh ho ho, Johnny needs a wheelchair. Johnny is sad.”
“Johnny what happened? Are you hurt?” I asked as I scanned
him. It can be difficult when you have a student that doesn’t fully
communicate. I found a Band-Aid on his knee. “Who gave this to you?” I asked.
“Oh ho Johnny needs a wheelchair. Oh ho Johnny sad.”
“Johnny why are you sad.”
“Oh ho ho, Poor Johnny.”
At this moment I know I am not getting very far. Seeing that
the student is not severely hurt I take a different tact. “Johnny you are fine
let’s head to class.” I drop the student off to my Paras and head outside.
“What happened to Johnny today at recess? Anything?” I
inquired of the person on recess duty.
“Yes, Johnny fell down and scraped his knee and hand on the
sidewalk. He didn’t bleed, but I gave him a Band-Aid on his knee. He seemed
fine.” Was the reply.
My student had decided that a minor scrape that didn’t even
result in bleeding warranted a wheelchair and he was going to get one. I love
his resourcefulness.
I love that kid.
Happy Teaching!
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