3/31/2019 1 Comment SPRING - Busy as a Bee![]() Spring brings the busy bees. The busy bee in my bonnet and heart is Mikey. Mikey, a nine year old comes to the forefront of my memory. In our safe environment Mikey's conduct improved. In the hospital he was safe from the marital problems and altercations between his father, himself, and his twin brothers. When he urinated on the floor his mother rubbed his nose in it. Academically, he was average to superior; with social and motor skills lower. His mother did his writing and picture-cutting home assignments sent for practicing his motor skills. He returned disgruntled commenting on her domination. The battle of the brains. So, we sent homework slightly below level; she viewed the material non-challenging and non-reflective of her self-image; therefore she stopped completing Mikey's homework assignments. But, that level allowed Mikey to realize his own ability and gradually work on his own - very self-satisfying and rewarding. However, his good nature turned to anger whenever redirected in the classroom. It was as though he were reliving his mother's interference. When complimented on improving his self-esteem, he gave me a quirky smile, reminding me that I "wanted his brain" while he busied himself with family behaviors. Mikey will be remembered as the young student who thought Dr. K acted and looked like Ms. Frizzle, an animated character from the Magic School Bus: In a Beehive (Scholastic, 1998) series by Joanna Cole and Bruce Degan. Each day we read sections of the beehive stories. They understood the metaphor of how a bee's responsibilities related to their lessons in life. Bee cooperation through communication; when searching for honey they waggled straight up to indicate the pollen was toward the sun, waggled to the left, it is left of the sun, waggle right and look to the right of the sun. Mikey , also, instigated some of our most profound discussions. For example, Ms. Frizzle explained that when a honeybee stings, the stinger gets stuck in the victim's skin. "Yeah, Jack, like trying to help," Mikey said peevishly referring to Jack's barbed, stinging words. My hands had gone up in a halt pose, as I often did, holding them close to their chest of the two persons in a confrontation of barbs. We reviewed and reenacted the proper conversation etiquette. These circumstances proved sweet opportunities to help the victim's growth. In this case, Jack had been allowed to reply first to, "Why might Mikey think that about you, even though he, too, needs to learn new ways to communicate?" Jack clamped his folded arms across his chest and went into his typical withdrawal posture slumping into his chair. The class had been asked to kindly help Jack by offering other examples about people (without naming names) who had used barbs to hurt or just to be grouchy towards them. As you have guessed, words flew in all directions and vulgarities were ignored to stay focused, not on the barbed remarks, but for better communication. Suddenly, Jack had buzzed around the table. He waggled around to our hilarity and finally exclaimed he was communicating like bees. I had stifled the laughter because he was serious, spontaneous gesture showing his peer group acceptance of their corrections. We had concluded that we all, at one time or another, felt the sting of words or that we have used cruel words because of our moods. The days would begin from, then on, with the bee-dance language to communicate our mood. Naturally, Jack had been asked to lead us in his improvisational bee-dance. The children had gleefully jumped to the occasion showing their sunny smiles. Ms Frizzle made a honey of a hive of children learning the lessons in life. Here is the dance: Laugh Allow Change Work in a group Feel satisfaction Get out there and keep "bee-sy". Spring has sprung. How sweet it is with hope in the air. Spring to it!
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12/9/2019 08:09:43 pm
We are in a world where everything should be in order and everything should be managed well. We are all busy bees that are doing their best to achieve that dream that they want, there are late night sleeps that are needed and sacrifices that will give us that reward that we need. A reward that will motivate us wherever we go.
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AuthorKaye is a teacher and author of multiple works including Valerie Valentine Visits Vincent Vampire Archives
July 2019
CategoriesAll Behavioural Disorders Children Drug Abuse Drugs Mental Health Overdose
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