tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135691537000430475.post2484171357641398083..comments2022-03-24T21:49:21.362-07:00Comments on The Best Life I've Lived: Taking Deep, Calming BreathsMelly Ohttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14104817918416654142noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135691537000430475.post-87088355800762650292012-02-13T10:06:18.424-08:002012-02-13T10:06:18.424-08:00This is a perfect moment for the phrase, "I k...This is a perfect moment for the phrase, "I know, right?". Rose developed the scream at the top of her lungs (especially in the car) right about the same age. I am constantly battling in my head on whether to react calmly about it and explain that it is unacceptable and extend the time out or whatever or just ignore it knowing that she is just looking for a reaction. Ahhh! It makes me want to scream right back at her although that would be the worst solution. I do have to say that Ro's reaction to Rose's screams in the car was perfect. Rose was really concerned that she made Ro cry and apologized a few times to her. Alas I don't think it would have the same affect if I told her that her screams hurt my ears. She would most likely just scream louder. :) I know that this too shall pass but shesh!Four Lease Ranchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15104854788838004359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7135691537000430475.post-6057850411178578472012-02-12T16:58:04.112-08:002012-02-12T16:58:04.112-08:00I once had a student who did not handle change wel...I once had a student who did not handle change well. (And that is the understatement of the century.) So the first week she was in my class . . . oh, dear lord, I didn't think I was going to survive. The tiniest thing would set her off and she would scream like her arm was being chopped off. (I admit - a tiny part of me was really impressed.) It took everything in me to ignore it and carry on like everything was fine. But in the end, it worked. She stopped, and the rest of the class learned how to deal with her fits. Unfortunately, we went through another extremely rough patch when her parents split up around Thanksgiving, but after we survived that we made it through the rest of the year without any more intense fits. (The crazy part is that by the end of the year she was one of my favorite kids, which I never would have believed if you had told me that at the beginning of the year.) <br /><br />And the bonus part was, thanks to her, from then on out I was pretty immune to screaming. In fact, later that same year I got a new student who tried the screaming thing and it took everything in me NOT to look at him and say, "That's it? That's the best you can do??" (His scream wasn't nearly as loud or as piercing.) With him, after a few rough days the fits got shorter and fewer and farther between, and eventually he figured out there were other, more effective ways of expressing how he felt and getting what he wanted.<br /><br />Keep breathing! You will survive!!Emilyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08747505196381832826noreply@blogger.com