A critical but unforgettable experience
Four years ago, when I was teaching at a Private School in Bahia Blanca, I experienced some critical episodes in the classroom. I was the teacher of a first grade, I had thirty eight lovely kids, some of them were five and some were six years old. It was an excellent group, they were always so enthusiastic about learning and best of all… they loved English! We would have so much fun in the classes! We would sing and dance, play a game every class, act out stories and enjoy our one-hour meeting immensely. The kids would also enjoy listening to short stories I used to read to them. However, there was one boy who did not participate in any of the activities we used to do.
At the beginning I tried to observe his behaviour in my classes and I also watched him during the break. He was always all alone in the playground! He never played with any of his classmates nor even talked to them! I also realized that he never copied anything from the board, instead, he used to draw on his notebook and what is worst, then he used to make many black lines on in or paint it completely in black. I was so worried about him, so I decided to talk to him separately so as to try to help him. I was rather shocked by his answers, he just said angrily: ‘The thing is that I don’t know English’. But what surprised me most was that that was his reason for not copying, singing, or just playing with his mates. So I decided to talk to the teacher of the class and also to the English coordinator to find a solution to this problem. I was told that he had very serious behavioural problems; it was known that his dad had left his family and his mum was expecting a baby. On top of that, his mum had tried to commit suicide and once, this little kid tried to push a pencil into his mummy’s tummy saying that he did not want to have a baby brother. I was deeply dismayed to learn this and completely upset when I was told: ‘there is nothing we can do’.
Nonetheless, I was determined to do something to help this little kid, or at least to try. So, every single class, while the other kids were working I sat next to Martin and work with him. I also tried to encourage him, telling him that the other kids did not know English either but that they were learning while playing and having fun at the same time. Within days, I could say
he had a change of heart and began working like his mates. He started to participate in the class, play with us, and do the activities they were given too, always saying with a happy look on his face: ‘Miss look! I’m doing this!’
I cannot say he did great that year or that he got excellent marks, but at least he became involved in the class, he got interested in our games, songs and activities as well. As we used to do many pair or group activities he shared and talked with his mates too. However, what I can say is that many a time a small change in our attitudes can make a profound change in our pupils’ behaviour. And this, I believe, is one of the most rewarding aspects of our teaching professions.