Monday, February 2, 2015
"I know, today is normally a blue day. I have blue. See," and she opened her bag to show the boy who asked the question a pair of jeans and a blue plaid shirt, "and I'll change. These are my pajamas."
I wasn't sure what to expect. This class is considered special ed. ED. Which stands for emotionally disturbed.
It was actually a pretty peaceful day.
As soon as the instructional assistant (IA) stepped out of the room for some reason (she told me, but I don't recall why), the girl approached me. Could she go to the restroom and change out of her pajamas (which looked more like sweats than pajamas)?
I didn't see a problem with that.
The girl returned in a reasonable amount of time. By that time the IA had returned as well. She approached me and informed me quietly that the girl was not supposed to leave the room unescorted. Oops.
Apparently, the girl must be escorted everywhere. The IA took her to her next class and escorted her to snack. The girl knows this, but she waited until the IA was otherwise occupied to ask the clueless sub to let her leave the room unattended.
Ah well. At least nothing untoward happened. I would have felt terrible.