I had Enrique's class again today. His Dad came to pick him up. I could smell the alcohol off of him before he even opened his mouth. I had to explain to a drunk man, who was just about able to stand up, that his son had had a 'bad' day today.

Enrique had been kept at home until he was 5yrs old. No playgroup, not nursery, no reception class, just straight into Year 1. That's three years less of interacting with children than the others in his class. They cope with him, pretty well considering. The assistant is with him all the time, as soon as the attention goes, he's off on one. He runs around the room, screams and shouts. He hits the other kids. Today he started to eat chalk.

I came home crying. At least this time he was picked up from school, by a parent. But it would have been safer for him to go to a foster home or stay with his social worker. There's measure's in place, that's all Im allowed to know, that will make things easier for him. Maybe a place in a special school, maybe a little consistency for him somewhere else is all he needs.

I can't judge the parents as Im not one, but how can you watch your child go through this every day without wanting to do something, if anything, to help yourself cope.

MrsLalaninjacakes MrsLalaninjacakes
26-30, F
14 Responses Feb 8, 2010

aw hugs back honey, hopefully it'll happen one day

I taught for tooooooo many depressing years..... unfortunately every generation has children like your little fellow. It wore me down emotionally. Take care of yourself so you can be there for him and the others for those few hours of the day where you can make a difference. When you have your own children you will be able to direct your emotional energy toward them. I found I coped better then.<br />
hugssssssssssss,<br />

I dont think it can

I HATE parents who throw kids away like this.<br />
Can't it be set right?

He is so damaged already, but he's one of millions, that's the sad part.<br />
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It's the most interesting job I've ever had. I don't think I could work behind a desk again. As depressing as it can be, there's always something that makes all the bad so worth it.

Thank you.... Im just there a few days a week. Im not sure if I'll see him after our week off, I might be somewhere else. He's not my responsibility apart from when I teach him, I know his proper teacher knows more information than I do.

Im not there permanently, as much as they're cute, I miss teaching, Im not cut out to be a social worker

You should have seen him today, face full of dirt from god knows where, hair all over the place, trousers covered in something....The parents look immaculate<br />
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My heart goes out to that little fellow... and to you too....

Thanks honey.<br />
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I need to work back with big kids, this is too much for me

That's awful, no child should be exposed to that. I know part of me wishes it was all fairytale, but I know the reality all too well. There's too much now for every one of them to be sorted. When a kid doesn't smile all day there's something wrong.

I understand this type of situation only too well lala. I used to live on a very rough housing estate in North Kensington and neglect was pretty common. Often parents don't know how to look after themselves let alone their children. It's very sad and there's little that the system can do if there's no home support. Alcohol and drugs were rife in our neighbourhood and the children were the ones to suffer the most. At primary school kids aged around 5 or 6 would demonstrate how to roll spliffs in the playground which unfortunately is probably a useful lifeskill in that part of the world. Like you, I could probably write a book about it!!

I dont think he did :(

There is surely a crack in the system somewhere. Looks like this boy never had a chance. It's very very sad Lala.