Sen. McCain and my homeless student
A student came into my music class mid-way through the term. One day I noticed when I had given the class a group assignment, probably to analyze a song from a musical or the form of a song, the new student was enraged to the point of tears due to the fact nobody wanted him in their group. The counselor of the student had told me he was living in a homeless shelter but it did not come to me until I saw the scene of him standing in the front of my room, crying trying to justify himself he was as good as they were, he cried. I don’t know why I too did not break down crying, but I just put him into a group of boys like my Lincoln Chaffee students whom I knew would not question my judgment. I think Bill Clinton's group would have given me a little static. Barbara Mikulski's group wold have been fine but this student was in no shape to have a group of girls fawning over him.
By this time, the situation had become very emotional and I thanked the group of boys who had accepted and perhaps not integrated him into their group. I was not going into those dynamics at the moment. I just wanted to settle down the homeless student. The class was beginning to look to me for relief. This was seventh grade Middle School and the music class was only about nine weeks long. I had situations like that before but never with a homeless student. I will never forget it. Sen. McCain is like that homeless boy to me. I can not condemn him. The situation with him is too sad and can not be rectified. One can not re-rear an adult. It’s up to them. In my opinion, Gov. Palin is another can of worms.
As always,
BB
P.S. That was a very emotional forty fifty two minutes or whatever it was in my classroom. Eventhough as I recall the student was only in my classroom for no more than three weeks before he moved again, all these many years later, I still weep over the incident and lament the character of Sen. McCain. The Rolling Stones article said he was called names even during his high school years. And still I weep. I am still a teacher, eh?
By this time, the situation had become very emotional and I thanked the group of boys who had accepted and perhaps not integrated him into their group. I was not going into those dynamics at the moment. I just wanted to settle down the homeless student. The class was beginning to look to me for relief. This was seventh grade Middle School and the music class was only about nine weeks long. I had situations like that before but never with a homeless student. I will never forget it. Sen. McCain is like that homeless boy to me. I can not condemn him. The situation with him is too sad and can not be rectified. One can not re-rear an adult. It’s up to them. In my opinion, Gov. Palin is another can of worms.
As always,
BB
P.S. That was a very emotional forty fifty two minutes or whatever it was in my classroom. Eventhough as I recall the student was only in my classroom for no more than three weeks before he moved again, all these many years later, I still weep over the incident and lament the character of Sen. McCain. The Rolling Stones article said he was called names even during his high school years. And still I weep. I am still a teacher, eh?
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