This incident OCCURRED not to long ago.......
I had a newer student to special education, he qualified under the EBD label and was constantly on the run. lets call him "Steve". There were two paras as well as myself who was attached to this lovely kiddo and we did our best day in and day out.
One thing that was very interesting about Steve is how high pitched his voice was. At the same time sounding exactly like mikey mouse would. SO every time he would swear at us, my staff and i would have to look away to hide the smiles. There is nothing like Mikey mouse telling you to F%$K off! after saying good morning to him.
One morning was PARTICULARLY rough. He had many episodes of getting physical, but we felt like we were turning it around. SO we were going to try and have him eat in the lunchroom with his peers.
I take Steve's hand and I say, "Steve lets have a great lunch and we will play basketball with you at recess." AS this was one of Steve's favorite activities I thought I would get a positive response.
Instead steve yelled in his Mickey Mouse voice, "Leave me alone you F&^%er!" and slipped out of my hand and ran down the hall.
We had learned that if you ran after Steve it would just make him run faster. SO I began walking down the hallway after him. While I was walking after him he would run around the corner and then peak back to see that I was still following him.
On this particular day he had worn one of his older brothers pairs of sweatpants. As you can imagine they were at least two sizes to big and he had difficulty running and keeping them up.
Now in addition to swearing our little Mickey Mouse speaking kindergartner also ENJOYED the use of his middle finger. So as I turned the corner he was about 10 feet in front of me. He saw the distance and realized i had gotten too close and he took off like a rabbit. Yelling "F$@k You Mr. Mades!! You won't ever catch me!"
Now we were off to the races. At this point he felt the need to not only give me one middle finger but both at the same time.
So imagine a 40 pound-soaking wet Kindergartner running full speed down the hallway with both middle fingers raised at the chubby EBD teacher chasing behind him. The only thing I had going for me was his too big pants were falling down.
So steve was left with a choice, either keep flicking me off with both hands or have his pants fall to his ANKLES. To steve's credit he stayed true to his fingers. We got to the corner and his pants dropped to his shoes and he was left running like a penguin down a now filled hallway 2nd graders.
So the entire second grade got to see steve's goods and Steve had to stay inside for recess.