Just Plain Bill
ADHD and Me
The other day, I
ran across a San Francisco Chronicle
article from August 23, 2015, entitled,
Back to school with ADHD, with the subtitle “Here’s a road map for parents with trouble-making children.”
For some reason,
I’d been saving this article, and with my return to the public school classroom
after a hiatus of well over 30 years, it seems the right time to compare the
ways schools deal with disruptive and/or “incorrigible” children with the ways
used when I was a child.
I attended public
school a long time ago, in the days prior to medicating school children who did
not “behave”, and even before the diagnosis of a condition known as ADHD. I
imagine my school behavior caused my late mother incredible pain and angst, as,
although I was bright, I just couldn’t stop talking or could not keep my hands “to
myself.” Sometimes both. As early as kindergarten, I had my mouth taped shut,
and my hands taped and placed inside a paper bag – teacher behavior that
certainly would not be tolerated in this day and age – when the usual
admonition “Billy, keep quiet”, or the irritating and consistent “shhh” didn’t
work. “Did any of that taping work?”
you may ask? In reality, no, as it wasn’t until I was in high school that my
need for attention (and recognition of any kind) stopped for reasons unknown.
I had a few
students prescribed Ritalin when I started teaching (in the 60s). My initial
reaction at the time was that although this drug allowed students to somewhat
curtail their negative behavior while learning alternative ways to handle their
problems, I felt that some children were “less than attentive, somewhat
lethargic” while medicated. But that may have just been my imagination.
My recent
experiences with students displaying behavioral problems reveal few changes
since I started teaching nearly 40 years ago. “Send to the office” is the most
common resolution I experienced and observed. For example, an assignment in a
third grade classroom started by having one student immediately erasing most of
the teacher’s message that had been written on the white board – erased by the
student just because he “wanted to” erase it. Instructions left by the teacher
suggested “having patience” with that student, but I really didn’t have a
chance to demonstrate “patience.” It was clear the student didn’t want to be in
class, so when the principal walked by, I suggested the student spend a little
time in the office. An hour later, the principal returned the boy and we made
it through the day by allowing him to work on a coloring activity that kept him
engaged for most of the day, but resulted in him “learning” little, if anything
at all.
So what’s next?