She remembers standing there feeling afraid, overwhelmed, and thinking her mom was stupid for not protecting her. The first day of school was the beginning of the notes to self Cassandra would pen in pain to herself. If she ever had children, they would be registered for school. Mrs. Russell, one of the teacher’s aides, became her new best friend as she took Cassandra by the hand and led her to the classroom. She made the students feel welcomed and appreciated.
I got in trouble, but she did not. As usual, I told my mother about this when I went home. The next day at school, the teacher called me into the hallway while the class was busy. She yelled at me to stop telling my mother what goes on in class because she would tell the principle and get her in trouble. When I went home that day, I told my mother about this as well.
Lisa, My Nonverbal Observations Lisa has had a brain injury since her father pushed her mother down the stairs, depriving her brain from the essential nutrients flowing from mom. Lisa came into my life eight years ago, verbal and nonverbal communication has constantly been a struggle to comprehend and determine the truth from a seven-year-old in a fifty-year-old frame. Talking to a child is always enlightening, they speak the truth; unless it gets them in trouble. Observing Lisa, I saw the slouching shoulders, hand held down into her lap clasping her hands tightly to cause her knuckles to whiten. Biting her lower lip as she glances around the room trying to talk to you and gather her thoughts.
When I began working with Cassie, at first my mentor teacher struggled with an academic goal to give her. I asked him if he could look through her grades and find something she consistently struggled with. Upon looking at her grades, we decided that filling in the key terms on graphic organizers and finding the main point in reading was where she struggled most. Within the evidence I gathered, this becomes clear. In November, while filling out a graphic organizer, Cassie only copied down the definitions that were given to her by the teacher.
She met someone she loved and she was at one of the highest points in her life. She was not worried of anything and everything. It is not just Thornfield itself, she loved the people who made her feel safe and secure in life. Jane is talking to Rochester right after the first proposal and says “Thank you, Mr. Rochester, for your great kindness, I am strongly glad to get back again to you, and wherever you are is my home- my only home,” (264). Jane loves Mrs. Fairfax, Adele, and the other servants at Thornfield.
This is when the client wheeled up to me, asked who I was, and stated she was having a difficult morning. A nurse watched me talk to her and later explained she has autism and had been hospitalized in the rehab unit for over two months from a motor vehicle accident where her best friend died, and she was severely injured. The client clearly expressed her main concern was being discharged from the hospital. She had become acquainted with the hospital setting and formed relationships with her health care team, especially the nurses and aids. The client verbally and physically expressed she was unhappy about terminating the relationships she had formed at the hospital.
This was also along with taking care of my elderly great grandmother that was unable to help herself, and making time to study to do well in school. My grades in school were horrible during this time, the highest I would make is a C. Around this time, and my sister announced that she was pregnant to the family. I was expected to not only do everything else, but also help with the baby. I quickly became overwhelmed, I realized I was not
I also noticed the difficulty of not finishing high school, not going to college, and how much my mom struggled through it all. As I’ve seen the obstacles she’s been through, she always tell me, “Go to college, don’t have kids until you enjoy your life”. Taking that into account, I am determined to get my high school diploma, go to college, graduate, enjoy my life, and get a good stable job. As I take in everything my mom told me, it has opened my eyes. I’ve learned to finish college, get a stable good working job, enjoy my life, then have a family.
After that was in my system, I was on the verge of knocking out. But when I was starting to drift off, my face was getting very itchy again. My mom went to go get the doctor because my face was swelling again, too. After that event we were in the hospital at the total of four hours. When we were on the way home I told my mom that I wanted to check in school because I had lost now almost two full days of school.