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Oh please he has NOT been diagnosed yet and he has a behavior problem. He was sent to the office once already that day – he was being voted back to the principals office because of his behavior. I think everyone should step back and feel sorry for the rest of the class that has lost countless hours of quality instruction because of this unruly child!

Hi Karen,

If countless hours of quality instruction were lost because of an unruly child, and I were responsible for teaching/guiding that class, I would feel I’d let this child and their peers down. It would be an opportunity lost. I seek to understand behaviour and nothing brings greater joy than watching positive outcomes for all, when competent role models/educators are at the helm and everyone involved is appropriately supported.

Diagnosis is irrelevant. I have worked for the past 20 years with children presenting challenging behaviours, many minus labels/diagnoses, in both schools and childcare settings where I and others have promoted inclusion, rather than exclusion. I myself presented with disruptive behaviour(non-aggressive, but nonetheless terribly disruptive) at 5 years of age, as did my 2 sons. Both Alex and his peers were done a grave disservice by an incompetent teacher. A competent teacher, who has the best interests of ALL her students in mind, will view challenges that arise as opportunities to assist those struggling, behaviourally or otherwise. A competent teacher will encourage and assist those under her instruction, toward tolerance and greater understanding for peers who may be struggling.

Harmony in the classroom can be restored if staff are adequately trained and supported, disruptive behaviour appropriately managed, and a positive and respectful attitude toward all children maintained.

Wendy Portillo’s actions were abusive and bullying toward Alex, beyond measure. Her methods are in no way representative of quality staff who seek to provide a supportive and positive learning environment for the benefit of all.

Ms Portillo should be spared the indignity of being a role model for internet harassment. I’ve enough experience in the classroom to address a complex issue that troubles many instructors, particularly those teaching in the pre-school classroom environments. These instructors are rarely qualified to be surrogate parents to the 100s of children they represent, but they are very skilled classroom leaders and they provide a service well worth the tuition each child brings to the system. The pseudo science and modern day divinery that has created “disabilties of learning” as discrete medical entities offers only more elaborate plans of care for struggling kids, or encourages drug use at an age most assured to damage the brain’s plasticity and involve kids in their parents’ struggle to motivate them toward living an exceptional life. Regarding instructors that are affected by classroom disruption, we can plainly see from petitions such as this, the supporters of any means to reduce school discipline to the status of barbarism feel that teachers (and I suppose by extension, that jobs, friends, and whole host of netizens) are easily obtained — not made — and can be shucked aside whenever one wishes to make a point. Shame on the Bartons, for not coming to the aid of the school at an early stage, I’ll stand corrected if it is made public that the school invited the boy’s family to counseling as these many disruptions came to light over what I perceive to be a lengthy time in Ms Portillo’s classroom or in pre-pre-school.

As a Mother of a child that grew up with the highest level of ADHD. I know how Alex’s mother feels and just recently blogged about it on my Myspace page. He struggled all through life in school and the constant answer was to send him to the office. Instead of trying to educate the teachers with the answers to people with disabilities. I am going to include my blog at the end of this comment. It may not help at all. These kids dont want to be bad trust me. Do you think people with Terrets (spelling??) want to burst out and curse in the middle of church…. The difference is the same.

KAREN… I give you my sincere prayers. Alex is the one that is suffering.

My Blog: Yesterday was a huge day for my Son Michael. He finally graduated. This was not a normal thing like most children in this world. Alot of people just dont understand what this child or I guess I should say Man has been through.

First of all he has the highest level of ADHD that you can have. Growing up for Michael was not a easy task by no means either. I was 17 when he was born and it was not a easy road for a long time. He dealt with me and his father getting a divorce. He dealt with watching his father battle a drug problem. He lost a Step-Dad that truly cared for him… He has always looked for that solid Father figure that was going to be there for him when Michael needed them not when they needed Michael. His Poppy is the only sure man that Michael has had since birth.

School life for Michael was always tough. Fighting ADHD on a daily basis was always his toughest task. The schools even had special meetings that if he couldnt be still that he had permission to go outside and run around the school to get rid of the energy busting out of him. He had very little control over ADHD. He would say out loud “Self please chill out”. He hated taking medicine cause of the zombie side effects. So we just dealt with it. The teachers were always at wits end with Michael. They just didnt get it. I would go talk to them and their exact words is “I want to hug him and at the same time I want to pinch his head off”. Michael loves everyone, and everyone loves Michael…… His grades wernt the greatest and I was just happy that he even had a grade.

His Junior year started and here was our first meeting of how we are going to deal with Michaels ADHD this year. They made him a stand up desk so he could wiggle around freely in the back of the room. And before the meeting was over Mrs. Gilpatrick stood up and looked Michael straight in the face and said “Why dont you just quit? Your almost 18 now.. Go get your G.E.D.” It took everything that I had in my power not to just get up and go off. I bursted out in tears and did throw a little bit of a fit. His head just dropped and he had that look of failure all over his face. He told her that he wasnt proud of the ADHD but he wanted to stay in school. I politely told her in a stern voice that she needed to keep her opinion to her self. All the way to work that day I cried my eyes out for fear that he would quit school. I told him over and over we made it this far lets keep going.

After that teacher spoke those words to Michael he always felt as if he wasnt wanted at school looking for the perfect reason to give up. He is constantly looking for the place where he fits in. He is constantly on the go. If yu want to punish Michael to the worst level just make him sit in a chair for a hour. He cant do it, the energy is bursting out of him.

Junior year was finally over and he was finally going to be a Senior. I was so excited that he was finally going to make it. He turned 18. We went and bought him a new jeep. He was so high on life. He now had a new ride that the top come off and he could just go and go. 23 days later he was hit head on by a man that was drunk, had no drivers licence, no insurance, no tags and it wasnt even his car. It hurt Michael so badly that he had to be flown to Earlanger in Chattanooga. His jeep was totalled. His face was so bad that his nose was within a 1/4 inch of being ripped off and nearly lost his eye. His chin was cut so bad that his tongue was coming out of it. He was so determined to make me calm down that he made me kiss him and he tried to assure me that he was ok. I could have lost him on that day so easily.

Senior year was finally here and he was only going to school two hours a day and then he was on the Co-Op program where you got a credit for working. So he was out of the teachers hair and they were basically rid of him. They seemed pleased. So I get a phone call from Michael in December that they are going to MAKE him graduate early. I would have never had time to get there for that. It was going to happen within the hour. NO NOTICE NO NOTHING! I called and demanded that he get to walk the line in May cause it was them that wanted the early graduation not me or Michael for that matter.

May finally came and last night I got to see My SON walk that line. All day long I teared up so many times. I honestly thought that he would give up before this day ever came. What people think of Michael means so much to him. He is definatly the light of the party. He is so much fun to be around. To see him shake that mans hand and take that diploma with his other all I could do is yell “You finally did it Michael” I was never so proud in all my entire life. I was so high in the clouds that I had to look down to see everyone. I cried so hard that I couldnt even stop. now is the kicker…….

Michael was next to the last in the line. I didnt care where he was as long as he was in that line. The last boy to graduate was wheelchair bound and he has severe cerebal palsy when he got that diploma he was so happy that he started shaking uncontrollably and everyone stood up and clapped and watching the tear roll down that boys face cause he was so happy cause he finally made it too. No matter whats wrong with you, if your in a wheelchair or if you are fighting ADHD everyone deserves the opportunity to be treated equal. I am so proud of Michael and the boy in the wheelchair, they both beat the odds. They both found the final result. They may not have had the highest GPA but they left that building that night with their heads held higher than anyone there cause they struggled more than anyone for that piece of paper.

• I just wanted to get this off my chest. I have thought about it all day and I am a proud mother of a graduate of Livingston Academy 2008 class.

I can be reached at: bdenise710@yahoo.com or http://www.myspace.com/moto110