the trip that went nowhere

we were gonna take the kids to the aurboretum. we were getting them on the van, when one of them stormed away in anger. he was not able to get the seat of his choice. the next thing i knew, he was screaming such classics as "i don't give a shit" and "i'm fucking mad!" i offered to stay behind with the buffoon, but for issues of safety and security (who is he, tyson in his prime?) we called off the trip. only, we didn't. 10 minutes later, we were trying it again. the screaming student was not punished. instead, he was rewarded with getting to pick the seat he would stick his annoying anus in. but, not so fast. it seems that our shouter pointed at another student. this set the second student off. she started screaming "he pointed at me. i'm very angry!" and other such poetic tid bits. the trip was again called off, but not before a third student jumped into the mix. a male student, perhaps coming to the defense of the angry female student, turned around and said to the first student "you are not a good idea." yes, that was the exact phrase. then, we went back to the class, where student #3 again attacked student #1. "you're guilty" he yelled, sending #1 running, tears flowing from his suddenly sensitive eyes. (ironically, when this same kid threw a stick at me, he shed no tears at all) meanwhile, student #2 is still screaming, smashing her hands against the table, and verbalizing her hatred for #1. #3 has his color coded behavior chart put on red, an occurrence which causes him consternation. for some reason, #3 is the only student who is in anyway disciplined. supposedly, #1's disability explains why he often turns violent. yet, when we were playing basketball in the park with a 6 foot 5 kid a couple of weeks back, i noticed #1 was very polite, a real pacifist. how is acting like a brat a disability? in that case, most americans qualify.

that was the first hour of the day.