Day 26 — How’s the Small Bus?

My colleague, Ms. Rabies, didn’t get any sleep last night, because she received an email from Principal Man telling her that one of her student’s bus drivers has been accused of falling asleep on the bus. She spent the night worrying that something horrible would happen in the morning on the way to school.

She asked Bobby what happens on the bus, and he was no help. “I sit in the back and sleep,” he said. Great. Now what? It came to her attention that Kenny is also on that bus, but asking Kenny questions and getting coherent responses is no easy feat.

She came in and I was trying to figure out how to word the question without ‘leading’ his answer. Ms. Rabies had a great idea. She sat in a chair, as if she was the driver, and Kenny understood that this was a ‘bus’. She gave herself a ‘thumbs up’ or ‘thumbs down’  — Kenny gave a non-committal nod of the head, and gave a thumbs up. He indicated that the ride was bumpy, by leaping up and down on his chair. “MMNNUUUBBMMMPYY” he said.

Then, to the matter at hand. Ms. Rabies pretended to smoke. Is the driver a smoker? Kenny said ‘no’. She pretended to drink. Is she a drunk? Or does she drink coffee while driving? Nope. She turned around to the back of the bus and laughed and talked. Does she take her eyes off the road? Uh-uh. She pretended to sleep. Does she fall asleep at the wheel? No. Ms. Rabies performance as the wonky bus driver was HILARIOUS and kept me in stitches for the rest of the morning. I insisted on a repeat performance at lunch for our co-workers. Never a dull moment around our school.

Does the driver fall asleep? I don’t think we have a definitive answer. Bobby falls asleep during the ride, and Kenny probably isn’t watching the driver too closely. Let’s hope all goes well on future bus rides.

Mind you, if we have to ask the children more questions about the bus, I’m getting Ms. Rabies to do it!

Day 25 — Will I Always Be Deaf?

Today during math, Russ  suddenly said, “Ms. Education, when you were a little girl, were you deaf?” I hadn’t had this question from a student in a long time, but it’s not uncommon in deaf education.

Some D/HH children never see deaf adults. The only deaf people they see are kids like them. It makes sense, therefore, that they might think that children are born deaf, but then grow out of it as adults. I told Russ that no, I have never been deaf. I’ve always been a hearing person. I told him that he was deaf, and that he would always be deaf. Deafness isn’t something you outgrow, like old shoes. These conversations are never easy, but are so important for my kids. They don’t know some of the most fundamental things about themselves. Part of my job is to teach them about their hearing loss and how to manage it.

I did tell Russ that when I become a little old lady, maybe then I’d wear hearing aids too, because my hearing would decrease as I get older. Apparently, the mental image of Ms. Education as a little old lady with hearing aids was too funny for words. They all giggled uncontrollably for a couple of minutes and then we went back to our math.

Day 24 — A Roomful of Drama Queens

Today was hilarious. In the afternoon, I read the kids “Alexander and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day”, which is the story of a kid who has everything go wrong. He has gum in his hair. He gets his sweater wet. He has no toy in the cereal, when his 2 brothers do. You get the picture. Alexander keeps talking about going to Australia, and at the end, his mother says that everyone has a bad day once in awhile, even in Australia.

I asked the children if these ‘bad things’ could happen to Alexander, even in Australia. The question seemed to perplex them. “Oh, no, Ms Education. It’s peaceful in Australia”. After much explanation, they realized that one could get gum stuck in their hair, or trip over their skateboard, even down under.

We did lots of ‘tableaux’ of the scenes in the story. The favourite was when they were in the car, during the ‘car pool’ scene (they thought that a ‘car pool’ was a car wash…nothing is simple in my room!)  They took turns ‘driving’ the car, and being Alexander, squished in the middle of the car, with no window to call his own. These kids can’t drive. They kept having accidents, and looking at the chaos behind them. I told Peter that he ran over a squirrel, which induced more hysterics in all 6 of them. Keep your eyes on the road, Peter!
This is the first group I’ve had who have really good imaginations. I asked Bernadette what she saw when she looked out the window, and she said ‘A man and his dog’ ‘A famous singer’ ‘my mom’. In years past, kids would have said ‘I don’t know’ or ‘nothing’.

This morning,  we did ‘perimeter’ in math. One of the questions was about measuring the deck of a house. That became a huge issue, as no one knew what a ‘deck’ was. ‘Desk?’ asked Ivy. ‘Nope, DECK’, I replied. I can’t draw, but tried to explain with my sad stick-house drawing of a deck. I hope they got it. Not sure.

One thing about teaching Deaf kids….ASSUME NOTHING!! Words or concepts that you think they’ll understand, they don’t. ‘Desk’ for ‘deck’ was only one example from today.  ‘Carpool’, which you’d think kids would understand, or have some experience with, they thought was a ‘car wash’. Everything takes much longer than with hearing kids. After our long drama session today, we were all so exhausted,  that we took out some ‘fun’ worksheets (crosswords, colouring pages) so the kids could just rest.

Listening all day is hard work.

Day 23 — The Day After Being Thankful

After an orgy of food yesterday, it was another day of school today. It’ll be a nice short week for me, as I’m off later this week for a dr. appointment.

Today was a good day. It made me realize how different the children are in their abilities to do different things. It’s fascinating. Kenny, who’s new to the country and can barely talk, is right up there in terms of math and understanding some basic questions. Ivy and Peter, on the other hand (Russ was away today) had lots of difficulty with simple things. We were discussing measurement today, and how to choose the correct ‘unit’ of measure (metres, centimetres, etc). They had an amazingly difficult time with this…suggesting ‘kilometres’ for measuring the length of the school, and things like that. We went on a little walk around the school and I picked out a bunch of things for them to tell me the appropriate unit of measurement. I think it helped…we’ll see how the homework goes tonight!

This afternoon, our Itinerant Speech Teacher came in. We’re going to do some work on formulating questions, and the kids will be able to interview each other. Forming questions is a skill that they all have trouble with. Some more than others, however. Peter and Ivy didn’t know their own addresses, and we went over that for awhile. After they went off to gym, we had Kenny, Bernadette, and Michaela in class. They know their addresses, phone numbers, various cities around our city, and have an idea of the cardinal directions.

The differences keep us busy, that’s for sure! Tomorrow, we’re going to do some work on the writing that we’ve been doing — they’ll have to choose one piece they’ve read to polish.

Days 18-22 — So Much Going On!

I’ve got to get better at blogging regularly, but my big excuse this week is that I suddenly got sick, and missed a day and a half of school. It was very strange….a massive, blinding headache on Tuesday, after a nice lunch out with a friend. I had to go home…migraine territory. The next morning, I felt fine, but on the way to school, suddenly started feeling really sick. Sweaty and nauseous. Arranged for a supply teacher and went home to sleep the day away. Blah. I’m mostly back to normal now!

Thursday afternoon was fun — we baked pumpkin pie in honour of Canadian Thanksgiving, which is this weekend! I had never made it before, but found a super easy recipe online, and we headed off to the family studies room to bake. The kids loved it! A very sensory experience, with everyone smelling all ingredients. They especially loved the ‘cimmanon’ and all wanted to smell it again and again. After the baking, we enjoyed slightly warm pumpkin pie,  which the class declared ‘delicious’.

On Friday, it was our annual D/HH picnic. This is an event which the children eagerly anticipate every year, as they see old friends and teachers, and basically have lots of free time to roam around and play together. It was a crazy hot day, and the bus/subway/bus/walk travel was fine on the way there, but brutally sweaty on the way back with tired kids. They had a great time playing with everyone, and posing in our favourite tree for our annual class picture in the park. We had some new friends come from the Catholic board of education. We’ve been invited to their picnic in June, which I hear is quite the affair. Clowns, RCMP horses, police cars and sirens, bouncy castles. Our picnic is nothing like that. We just all meet up in a park and hang out. I think that we could do a lot to improve this picnic, and get more people to attend. ALL the D/HH kids should come – not just those in the self-contained classes. The ‘mainstreamed’ kids actually need this event more than our kids do, as they are often the only deaf child in their school. They have no community and the picnic could help them connect with others. Maybe next year.