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The kid that cried all day the Friday before Spring Break, cried all day today, too. “Maaa, maaaaaaaa!” He cried through lessons. He cried through recess. He cried through lunch. He cried through naptime. He cried on his way into the room this morning and on his way out this afternoon.

At about hour six my team teacher broke. She went for a walk around campus. She said she either had to leave the room, or sit down and wail with him. Somebody want to tell me again that I am going to miss preschool when this job is over?

Not!

Quilly is the pseudonym of Charlene L. Amsden, who lives on The Big Island in Hawaii. When she is not hanging out with Amoeba, she is likely teaching or sewing. Or she could be cooking, taking photographs, or even writing. But if she's not doing any of that, she's probably on Facebook or tinkering with her blog.

10 Comments

  1. David this is my first — and only — year in special ed preschool. Today they quite gleefully informed me that they had a kid last year who cried for the better part of 6 weeks. I’ll be mainlining valium …..

    Betty — what about me?! I never left the room at all! (Well, okay, 10 minutes at lunchtime to go to the cafeteria and get my plate.)

  2. I don’t think that we are made to be able to handle that. Women especially, something is triggered inside us when a child cries, we want to “fix” it, and if we can’t we are very distressed. I think that is cruel and inhumane to expect people to watch children that are that upset about being separated from their parents. Not to mention the damage it is doing to both of you. I would have nightmares about having to return the next day……I would certainly imagine you WON’T miss that one little bit.

    I didn’t have to leave either Nick or Ana when they were small and it was a good thing with Nick, because he would have been that kid, crying for hours. He was that attached. I am not sure why kids are like that, I have five, and only Nick was that way. But maybe because I carried him around for so long. but it is one of those cases, which came first the chicken or the egg. I carried him arround, because he WAS so attached, and in the habit of doing so, he became quite content to be there. Kids are so different……some are just afraid of everything, and only feel safe when close to a parent. I sure hope it gets better, or this will be a very long six weeks till school is out.

  3. oh! i would run away never to return to that wailing siren or i would go insane!

  4. Nea — hmmmm — about halfway through I tuned him out. What does that say about me? 🙂 Actually, when he isn’t screaming, he’s a pretty likable kid.

    Polona — I would dearly love to stay home all day, or just wander the islnd taking photos, but someone has to pay my bills, and when last I checked, I was someone ….

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