01.03.2007, 9:53 am

Well... This morning when I went to tutor my student things started out splendidly. He read quickly, with enthusiasm, and displayed the ability to comprehend while reading. I made a point to show him my stop watch, and allowed him to time himself as he read, which I'm not even sure was appropriate. However he definitely enjoyed that, and went into the word sort with a smile on his face. When I asked him to alphabetize the words, he became confused, and I translated this to "A, B, C order" which I remembered my teachers calling it. (as though they can't remember 'alphabetize' even though they can remember other words of similar length, such as 'Christmas', 'playground', 'mathematics'...) My student then, without speaking, covered his eyes and began to slowly sort the words. I realized he was pretending to sort them blind, and I exclaimed, "That's so cool! Even I can't do a word sort with my eyes covered. I bet you're cheating, you've got to be!" He got a little smile on his face and pretended to reach around for the words in vain. I thought to myself how his mood has changed so dramatically.

I used child-friendly language. I never assumed he knew anything for fear of making him feel dumb. Before, after, and during every task I told him he was doing a great job and I was proud of him. I asked him to be honest with me, and praised him for his honesty even when it was something I didn't want to hear. I was sensitive to his confusion, I was respectful of his perspective, I treated my questions and comments with the utmost discretion. Yet, and still...

I decided to reward his work with allowing him to skip right to drawing a picture. However, in order to be academically appropriate he has to write an accompanying sentence.

Me: Okay, are you ready to draw a picture and write me a sentence?

Student nods.

Me: Great! You've done such a great job for me today and I'm very happy about it. You have a lot to be proud of. Okay, can you think of a sentence for me?

Student shakes his head.

Me: Well, why don't you think of a word for me. Something you like.

Student sits there staring.

Me: Okay, well since we just read a book about animals, why don't we write about that? Do you own any pets?

Student: No. Well, I did. I had two dogs. Well, my uncle had two dogs but he took them to the SPCA.

Me: Okay well that's a great sentence. Why don't you write that for me, "My uncle had two dogs but he took them to the SPCA."

Student sits in silence.

Me: Okay? Write that sentence right here, then you can draw a picture of the dogs.

Student sits in silence...still.

Me: What's wrong? Do you need help with any of the words? I know you can spell them all.

Student shakes his head.

Me: Do you need help?

Student shakes his head.

Me: Okay, well... Why don't you write about football? I see you worked with [his other tutor] and wrote about football. *blah blah bullshit smalltalk*

Student: Can I write about basketball instead? Because I just did football.

Me: Sure! It's not really about the subject matter, it's about practicing your handwriting and spelling. I saw you drew [other tutor] a picture about basketball, and I was jealous anyway. So here, go ahead, write a sentence.

Student stares.

Me: You want help thinking of a sentence?

Student nods.

Me: Okay, well... *I flip through his other sentences.* You wrote here you play basketball on Saturdays, is that true?

Student nods.

Me: When did you last play?

Student: Saturday was my last game.

Me: Did your team win?

Student: No one wins.

Me: Okay...well, do you have any friends on that team?

Student shakes his head.

Me: Oh, you have to have at least ONE friend, a great kid like you!

Student: *mumble*

Me: Excuse me? Speak up please.

Student: *mumble*

Me: Speak louder.

Student: [friend's name]

Me: Okay, well why don't you write, "I play basketball on Saturdays with [friend's name]." It's not very long, but we can start there.

~~~~15 minutes later~~~~


My T.A.: *to student* Either you participate in this assignment or you won't be able to come back here anymore.

Student says nothing.

T.A.: Do the assignment right now or your teacher will just make you do it at recess.

Student says nothing.

T.A.: Fine. When we send you back up I want you to take this blank piece of paper with you and I'm going to tell your teacher about this. You WILL do this assignment during your recess today.

Me: I don't want you to be in trouble. Your teacher doesn't want you to be in trouble. Your mom doesn't want you to be in trouble. It's important that you learn this is a decision you make for yourself. Now write your name on the paper.

Student gets out one small line before his eyes well up with tears and he hides his face in his shirt.

I, meanwhile, feel like shit.


Wow, I KNOW he's going to be happy to work with me next week! I have two midterms today and a five page paper due, which is not done, in addition to a paper for tomorrow. I didn't go to sleep last night, or the night before that, and I felt deathly ill. I take time out of my incredibly busy schedule to sit with him for an hour a week and he can't even be bothered to write a single fucking sentence. I know I shouldn't be angry but right now I'm too angry to not be angry. I'm just angry in general. It would be one thing if he didn't have the ability, or if he had some nutritional or family issues that we knew of, but he simply doesn't feel like it. He does EXACTLY what I ask him to do for his teacher every day, but for some reason he just doesn't do it for me.

Part of me hopes he doesn't come back down next week and I get a new student. I know that I aspire to work with difficult kids for my career, but I really don't have the time or energy to volunteer with troubled children this semester. That's not what this course is supposed to be teaching me, and that's not what this opportunity is supposed to be about. How the fuck am I supposed to do a final project on his reading progress if he DOESN'T PROGRESS?

I know I sound like a bitch, but I really don't feel like spending the next two months making a small child cry once a week. It's harder than it sounds, trust me.

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