Meet Your Match

William has met his match. In the past couple weeks, another cry baby has been developing her skills. Jessica is my newest student who joined us in early January. At first, I was so excited to have her. She fit right in was seemed to be up in her academics. I was thankful that I received this student instead of one like the many I received near the end of last year. Well...the honeymoon was soon over.

Jessica is a very emotional student. She often gets upset and cries because I ask her to try and solve problems on her own and also because I ask her to wait in line and take turns with everyone else. She gets upset easily, puts her head down on her desk, and gets teary-eyed. She gives me puppy dog eyes so that I'll see her and feel sorry for her and I don't. She is in fourth grade and needs to learn a little independence, responsibility, and patience.

For example, last week we were in the science lab doing a hands-on measurement assessment. There were stations set up that were only meant for one child at a time. I had the students who were not at stations sit at a table and work on other questions on their assessment that the equipment was not needed. I told Jessica to go to a station to start off with. In this particular stations, students were expected to measure a box and find it's area and perimeter. Keep in mind that this is an assessment and also that Jessica was not in our school when we first did measurement.
Jessica: "Ms. L, I don't know what to do."
Me: "What is it that you don't know what to do?"
J: "That."
Me: "What specifically is 'that'?"
J: "Find the area and perimeter."
Me: "Well, I know you learned that at your last school. You had to have. And I also know that you should have learned it in 3rd grade. I need you to really think about it and try to figure it out." (Jessica is starting to get very frustrated that I won't tell her how to solve the problem.)

Me: "Jessica, can you go sit at the table while you try to solve that problem. I need to let other friends use that station." (She moved aside without a problem, but still looking very upset because I wouldn't give her the answer.)

A few minutes later..."I need you, you, you, and you to go to those stations. I know you all haven't been to any station yet."
Jessica: "I haven't either."
Me: "You have been to one station, they haven't been to any."
J: "I haven't been to them either."
Me: "I need you to show patience and I will let you go to the next open station."
J: (starts tearing up because she's not getting to go to a station, even though she's already been to one and other kids haven't been to any)
Me: "Jessica, you may sit over here until you are ready to come back and work without being upset."
J: (full blown crying is taking place and I'm confused as to why there are so many tears)
Me: "Jessica, when you are ready, you may join us again. But you may not join us with your tears."

Come on now! I know I was a bit of a drama queen as a child, but do I really deserve having to put up with all these drama queens and kings?