Cassànndrè Sager
9 October 2006 ~ Engl 110
freewrite #?
Well, M____ has decided to do her freewrite, so I guess I’ll do mine, too. Let me go grab my USB so I can listen to some music. Okay. It’s all good now. So… here I am. At the RRC. I mean, at Russell Ridge. I think I like it here. Although the computer is driving me nuts right now because it’s being really difficult. I’m think I’m just grumpy. I didn’t take me Sertraline (Zoloft ®) last night because I’m all out and when I thought of it I couldn’t go get any from Mom ‘cuz she was already in bed. And I haven’t had my singulair for the same reasons. Maybe those things having something to do w/ it. And this keyboard is really really lame because the backspace is just a little arrow and the key is really small and it’s pretty much gonna drive me crazy having to be so precise with my pinky in order to hit that backspace just right every time.
Ugh…. I hate it!!!
I think I’m thirsty. I’ll grab some water and then come back.
Okay, I’m hydrated. N____ was playing with some toy and I said, “that doesn’t look like homework!”
He throws the toy down and says, “so?!” I took a drink of water and looked at him. “nice come-back.” N____ just kinda smiles and looks at his homework. Funny boy.
I found out more of what M____ actually does. He’s a behavioral specialist (a BS- a bologna sandwhich… haha…). The reason the school district hired him is because F____ hit R____. I guess F____ is having a hard time adjusting to the new school district. M____’s job is to figure out what F____ knows, and to help F____ be calm and not violent. When F____ acts up he uses what’s termed as “verbal de-escalation”. Interesting. He was very nice when I asked him what it is that he actually does- what did the school district hire you for? He started telling me about what he does, and why the school hired him for F____. I thought that it was very interesting. I’m listening to him talk and enjoying it because I’ve been very curious, and it wasn’t difficult to satisfy my curiosity. He says that he is CPI certified.
“CPI? What is that?”
“Oh, you’d ask that.”
“Yes, I would… and I did.” (How lame does that sound? Well?)
CPI certified means that if verbal de-escalation doesn’t work to calm F____ down, M____ can restrain him and no one can tell him that what he did was wrong. He said that he’s a punching bag (though that was earlier in the conversation). What exactly did he mean by that? I guess I’ll have to ask him about that sometime. That’ll have to wait, though, because tomorrow I plan on asking about what schooling he went through, and what? So, you have a bachelor’s degree in behavioral science or specialty or something? Or a master’s? Or what? How old is he, anyhow? He’s not much taller than me, and he’s kinda cute… but that’s beside the point. Or is it? I think it is. I think that if he didn’t have that little goatee thing going on he’d probably look much younger. When I first met him I thought that he was my age, maybe a year older. But I see now that he is in all likelihood in his mid twenties. Peculiar. At least to me.
S____ was difficult again today. Ugh! I’m getting tired of it! Maybe I’ll read up on stuff and see if I find anything useful to help me deal with him. Behavioral science? Or just flip through my psychology book? I’ll probably start w/ the psych book because it’s very readily accessible. And I don’t want to try and find out if the computer is cooperating again or not. I mean, the internet. ‘Cuz the internet wasn’t working for me. It was really stupid and rather annoying, actually.
So, I’m going to cooking today. I hope that it proves worth my time. I think it will, but I’m not sure what to expect. Well, I’ve hit my one-page mark. I guess I’ll move the margins a bit larger so it’s all on one page. I’ll come back later to do another freewrite. I happen to be rather behind here. Maybe I’ll try and imitate Jane Austen. Indeed, I think I shall. That sounds like fun to me.
Well, till later, then.
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