phuketbound

At the time it felt like the worst problem in the world. I was doing my practice teaching and being observed by my university professor. I was teaching grade 1 at the time. As I was teaching, a boy in the third row kept getting up and standing up in his seat yelling out loud. I think he had tourette's, but at the time I wasn't sure. It was impossible to teach, as he was disrupting the class. I turned the lights off, and had everyone put their head down on their desks for a few minutes. Then I moved him to the back of the class. He seemed to mellow out after that, and I finished my lesson. The professor was impressed.

When I worked in a treatment center in the U.S. I had teenagers coming after me with knives, and telling me to 'fuck off bitch' every few minutes. I had to restrain them, and it wasn't a fun job. We were taught to restrain anyone that tries to attack us.