So you
lost it. It happens to us all. Maybe you didn’t sleep well. Maybe you were
fighting off a respiratory infection. Maybe you had an argument with your
significant other. Whatever the reason, you simply were past being able to be
calm in class. Yesterday you may have laughed at exactly the same event, but
not today. Today, you yell at the student and kick him out of the room. No ‘please,’
just ‘get out.’
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You’ve
had some time to think about it and now you’re feeling ashamed of yourself. What
Johnny did wasn’t all that bad, besides you were the one that really
caused the class disruption because of the way you reacted.
I hate
to think of how many times this happened to me. Most of them I can’t even
remember what I was mad about. Some stick with me: the day I got mad at a
student for telling a test answer in front of the class, when he didn’t know it
was a test question; the day a student started to make fun of my shoes; and the
day a student played with the pulley system when I had told him not to touch
it. Really none of those events were earthshaking and didn’t need for me to get
unhinged about it.
When I
first started teaching I just hoped the students would forget it all by the
next day and we could resume our normal interactions. On the surface that is
exactly what happened. Yet deep inside me I knew that wasn’t true.
Ask yourself
this: are you still mad at your first grade teacher for humiliating you in
front of the class? I am. If I could meet up with her today I believe I would
tell her off, even now sixty years later. If I feel that way about something
that long ago, how did my student react to something that happened yesterday?
After a
few years I learned that an apology goes a long way to repair an injured
relationship. I also realized that my apology needed to be as public as my
offense. So I swallowed my pride and apologized in front of the whole class
when I needed to.
Did
this make me appear weak to my students? No, on the contrary, I have had
students remark how big it was of me to be willing to admit my mistake.
But
what if the student actually was in the wrong? I learned to apologize for overreacting
to the situation. Even if I had cause, it did not give me permission to lose
my cool. I found more often than not my apology consisted of ‘I overreacted
yesterday and I am sorry.’ That was all that needed to be said – short, simple
and to the point.
Through
the years I also learned to recognize when I was in left field while I was
there. I didn’t need to mull it over later that day. I knew the minute I said
it I was out of bounds. I still had my anger to deal with and needed time out.
As a teacher I didn’t have the privilege of leaving the classroom for a few
minutes. I had to stay there. My only alternative was to ask (demand?) the
student leave. When I did, however, I added: ‘until I calm down.’ That took the
problem away from the student and put it on my own shoulders where it belonged.
The students already knew what had set me off and they also knew it was probably
not a good idea to continue in the same vein. After that interaction, I could
continue teaching in peace, which is, after all, the only reason for classroom
management: to allow you to teach and the students to learn.
