Randy was a 5 year old child in my kindergarten class. He was a typical child that was smart in certain areas for his age. The first few days of class I noticed some instances so I decided to log some of Randy's behaviors. I observed that transitions were especially difficult for Randy. I decided to observe Randy for three to four weeks and make a daily log of his behavior in the classroom environment and outside environments before I made any rash decisions such as alerting the parents or the school counselor. I did, however, consult with a more experienced teacher that also taught kindergarten about how she has handled some of these situations.
As the days went on I noticed how Randy was having a difficult time with the transition from recess to class. As soon as I would get the class settled down, Randy would always seem to shout out or not sit still. All of the other children noticed and I would try to play it off and not draw anymore attention to him than what he was already receiving by his fellow classmates. I did, however, find myself at times getting angry with him. Sometimes his peers would laugh and giggle. I could see them start to isolate themselves from Randy. Randy could feel this too; he felt like nobod
Days went on and other instances seemed to keep appearing. For example, one day I had the children get out a paper from their desk that we had worked on the day before in class. Everyone seemed to find their paper except for Randy. He got so frustrated and angry that he slammed his desk shut and started crying. So I walked up to him and asked him why he was crying. He explained to me that he couldn't find his paper and that he was really sorry. I really felt bad for him. I could tell that he really wanted to please me and that he felt like he was letting me down so I made a deal with him. I asked him if he would like to make it a little easier and he said that he would. There was an empty desk beside him so I made him a deal. As long as he tried his best to keep his desk clean, he could use both of the desks. He could put his books in one desk and his papers and other things in the other. The smile on his face lit up the room because he felt special.
At this point I knew that I had to get Randy some help. You see, it wasn't his fault that he couldn't sit still or that he got so angry some days. I could tell that he didn't mean to act this way. Randy really was a good child and meant well, sometimes things just got in the w
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