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I’m reading a textbook for my Assessment and Evaluation counseling class, and I’ve come across the four different views people take toward counseling.  I’ve studied these already in some previous class which I can’t now pinpoint, and found them interesting then as well.

In reading through these, it was immediately clear to me which one I am… and it explains why I am in school to become a counselor!

Here they are:

  • Moral Model: This client believes that people are responsible for their problems and solutions.  Clients who fit this model look on counselors as consultants who can help direct them to resources, such as self-help books and personal growth groups, that they can implement on their own.  They perceive themselves as lazy people who must work harder.  Clients seek stimulation from counselors to do what they know they must do.
  • Compensatory Model: This client believes people are not responsible for their problems but are responsible for solutions.  Clients with this point of view perceive counselors as advocates who can help them to overcome a problem that they did not cause (such as poor education).  They think of themselves as deprived individuals who must assert themselves.  Clients look to counselors for empowerment to help them correct situations that cause problems.
  • Enlightenment Model: This client believes people are responsible for their problems but not for solutions to the problems.  Clients who endorse this model look on counselors as saviors who can provide long-term care for them by means of ongoing support groups or other methods.  They see themselves as guilty individuals who must submit to a higher authority.  Clients expect counselors to help provide them with discipline they lack themselves.
  • Medical Model: This client believes people are not responsible for problems or solutions.  Clients who fit this model view counselors as experts who will be able to remedy their problems by external means (such as by prescribing a treatment program).  They regard themselves as ill people who must accept advice or treatment from the proper authority.  Clients expect counselors to prescribe the solution, which they will then follow.

 

I am absolutely the Moral Model.  I love self-help, and I view it as my responsibility to solve my own problems.

And I think that’s why I am drawn to being a counselor – because I enjoy that!

So which one are you???

I just wanted to say a quick thing that happened today. (But of course I’m an English major so I can’t write anything short even if I think I’m going to. Ha!)

I was subbing in an AUI class (K-2nd grade kids with Autism), and we went to the Fall Special Olympics, which is a much smaller version of the Spring one. The Spring one is all the kids in all the schools in the county and they do a bunch of stuff. The Fall one is just the kids in North Raleigh, only elementary schools, and they only do soccer skills. It was not the most exciting thing ever.

But what I wanted to write about was that I had this amazing experience. We arrived, and sat down on the bleachers in the gym with all the kids from our school (Pre-K Special Ed, AUI, and AUII). All the teachers and TAs were there of course, and most of the kids in our class had parents there as well. The same was true of all the other classes from other schools that kept arriving and sitting down in sections on the bleachers.

Shortly after we arrived was when the parents started showing up. These kids are very special of course. They’ve very different from normal kids. They don’t talk much, if at all, and if they do, it doesn’t often make sense. So when they say something coherent or meaningful you tend to pay close attention.

So as the parents arrived, one by one, each of the kids in our class was so excited to see their mom or dad or both, and their faces just lit up with happiness. One little boy turned and saw his mom approaching, and called out with glee, “Mommy!” and I got tears in my eyes. I had to turn away and force myself to think about something else because I was about to cry.

I felt like the amount of love in that gym at that moment was so powerful that it just was bringing me to tears. I teared up again just now as I wrote that. There was just so much love.

These classes are extremely challenging and there are always teachers who care about the kids, but when you put the kids in an exciting situation, with plenty of teachers around to keep everyone well-behaved, and then you add their parents into the mix, and you see and feel how much the parents really love their children and how much these kids LOVE their parents… it’s just so powerful. Because communicating can be such a big challenge for these kids, but they so clearly have a special bond with their parents that overpowers any lack of communication.

The flip side to this is that there was another sub sitting behind me, also subbing in the same class today. And a couple of times today she commented to me on how she found it so sad to see all those kids with special needs together in one place. There were so many of them. It was so fascinating to me what a huge contrast that was to the way I was feeling… and I think that’s because of the year I spent in the AUII class last year as well as the many days I’ve been subbing in AU classes this year.

When I first started working with kids with Autism, I thought the whole thing was depressing and awful and sad as well. I don’t know when the shift occurred, but obviously something changed because I don’t see it that way any more. Instead I feel amazement whenever these kids bless anyone with recognition or communication because it is such a gift, coming from them.

That’s me.  So tired.

Today helped me remember why I quit teaching.

Because sometimes it’s totally awful.

As I walked to my car after school today I thought “worst. day. ever.”  but now that I’m home I’m re-evaluating and realizing that it wasn’t REALLY the worst day ever.  It was just a pretty crappy day that I wouldn’t ever want to repeat.

I know one thing for sure – I’ll never sub in THAT class again!  Fo sho.

It was a 3rd grade class and they were out of control.  Apparently the teacher is fresh out of college so I have to assume that part of the problem is that they haven’t been taught any behavior management… because they didn’t seem to have a CLUE that they were supposed to raise their hands instead of calling out constantly.  Finally finally finally by the very end of the day after repeating my expectation many times that I absolutely only wanted to hear someone’s voice IF they had raised their hand AND IF I called on them, FINALLY I started to get them to start raising their hands instead of calling out.  DEAR LORD.  How hard of a concept is that?  Apparently very hard.

Seriously.  Some of the kids in this class could NOT keep their mouths shut.  COULD NOT.  I told them they were driving me crazy and that’s pretty bad when it’s your first day with a class and you still have an hour left in the school day.  Crazy shouldn’t be happening yet at that point.

Oh but there was this one boy who was just so bad.  He’s got issues.  Serious issues.  Like he is incapable of behaving I guess.  He’s on a “behavior plan.”  Ha.  Yeah.  Not really working.

Plus the lesson plans were awful.  I modified some of them because her plans called for things that just weren’t going to happen with the class being as crazy as they are.  Like, letting them do review work games in pairs?  Ummmm, no.  We did it whole class.  No way was I letting them all work in pairs.  They were too loud and crazy if I let them have any freedom.

Then she had this crossword puzzle they were supposed to do which was REALLY HARD and I didn’t even know most of the answers, and the kids definitely didn’t so that was a train wreck.  And she hadn’t left any plans for the last 30 minutes of the day – that portion of her plans was entirely blank, so I had figured we would extend the science lesson to cover that time.  But in the middle of science, another teacher came in the room and told me the kids were supposed to switch rooms at that point for Team Time.  Whatever.  No, that was not in my plans.  So I had a bunch of kids from other classes all of a sudden and I had them do math problems.  By that point, I was like, the hell with this.  I’m ready for this day to be OVER.

So, yeah, never subbing in that class ever again.

This made me realize why I enjoyed working in the AU class so much.  Because those kids don’t argue and talk back and pick at each other and annoy each other and you don’t have 16 kids who you’re trying to get quiet and focused and one of them is always whining that another kid touched them or said something mean to them or threatened them and then they are mad and leave the room and slam the door and you have to get them to come back and close the door without slamming it and then they yell at another kid who’s laughing at them and tell them they hate them and that they’re going to head-butt them (yes.  head-butt.)… and then another kid gets mad and throws their work on the floor and breaks their pencil because they’re mad and meanwhile you’ve got these sweet little girls and boys who all get left in the dust because you’re dealing with the crappy attention hogging kids and don’t have any time or energy or caring feelings left for the other half of the class who are so patiently sitting there watching this chaos unfold.

Awful day.  I hate teaching.  Thank God I’m in graduate school to do something other than teach kids.  THANK GOD.

Last night Bryan and I watched two movies.  Well, actually, we had started a movie (Inside Job) Tuesday night but because I was so tired, we stopped it halfway through, and finished watching it last night.  Then we watched another movie called Hanna.

Inside Job was great.  Totally recommend it.  Really good documentary all about our financial crisis and how it happened.

Hanna was entertaining and suspenseful.  I wouldn’t say it was my favorite movie ever.  I enjoyed the action and suspense but felt that the plot line was a little weak.  Although I think Bryan disagreed on that point so maybe I was just being picky.  Anyway, worth watching if you feel like it.  Not anything too scary or disturbing.

In between movies, Bryan suggested that I should check to see if any sub jobs had been posted yet for Thursday.  So I logged on, and guess what?  There was an opening for a sub for the AUII class (Autistic 3rd-5th grade) at Leesville Elementary – my old job from last year!  I accepted it immediately.

My job last year ended up being really stressful and there was a whole lot of craziness that happened, but through it all, it is actually one of my favorite jobs that I’ve ever had.  It’s probably the only job that I’ve ever had that I actually really enjoyed going to work, I didn’t feel too exhausted, I had a good time most days, and didn’t at all dread going to work in the mornings.  Which is surprising I know… considering all the drama and whatnot of working in a class with kids with autism and the one student who was physically dangerous and the teacher who got burnt out and left… strange, but I still really liked that job.

So today I was really excited to go back!  I am glad I’m not working there full time this year – for many reasons – but it was very fun to see all the old familiar faces of staff as well as kids from my class.  I got a lot of hugs, and the one student who is verbal even remembered my name!  (I think the other two students remembered me as well, but they can’t talk).

It was fun, but like I said, I’m glad to not be there full time.  There’s a new teacher, and I think she’s in over her head so far.  Plus there are two new boys who are very sweet but VERY low functioning so it’s just a totally different atmosphere than it was last year.  I’ll be going back again tomorrow, and I’m sure I’ll pick up some more sub jobs there in the future as well.  But it’s nice to know that it’s not my problem any more!

Just a quick update.

Yesterday I subbed in a 3rd grade class at Brier Creek Elementary.  That was exhausting.  I was so wiped out by the end of the day!  Last night I went to bed at 8:45 and fell asleep immediately.  Didn’t get up until 8am this morning, but probably could have slept longer.

No subbing today – I had originally signed up to sub a half day in a CCR class this afternoon but the job was canceled and nothing else came available.

Two interesting things from yesterday:

1.  There was a possibility of tornadoes in our area yesterday.  The threat level started out at a watch, which meant there was a possibilitiy of tornadoes.  Then, around 11am it turned into a warning, which means a tornado has been spotted somewhere.  So the tornado siren went off in the school, and we had to bring all the kids into the hallway, just like we do during tornado drills, where they all get down on their knees and bend over facing the wall with their heads down and their hands over their heads.  The difference of course was that this was not a drill.

Therefore, instead of letting the kids get up after about 30 seconds, we had to keep them down there on the floor, ducking and covering, for about 15 or 20 minutes.  I don’t remember how long it really was, but it seemed like forever.  And I know the kids were really uncomfortable.  Can you imagine kneeling on a hard concrete floor for any length of time while keeping your head down by your knees?  Sounds awful.

Plus it was a little scary knowing that tornadoes could really be a threat.  Based on our experience this past April when we had dozens of tornadoes hit the triangle area and destroy houses and buildings, I felt like this was a legitimate concern.  Luckily nothing bad happened and we eventually were able to go back into the classroom and resume the day.

2.  Fortune tellers are apparently still the hottest thing in 3rd grade.  I guess they’ve just stayed in elementary school all these years.  So a girl came up to me at one point during the day and offered to tell my fortune.  I picked chocolate lab on the top of the fortune teller, then I picked a couple of different numbers inside the teller.  She opened up the tab, and read me my fortune: “you will have a baby.”  hmmmmmmmmmm.  Is that a typical 3rd grade fortune?!  It felt like a crazy twilight zone type of moment where it was like, did she really just say that?  I was expecting something more third-grader-ish such as, “you like to eat candy.”

I smiled and said ok, and the girl smiled and walked away.  So… I guess we will just wait and see whether my fortune comes true.