Little Ernie had been a...
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Little Ernie had been a "discipline challenge" from the beginning. If he wasn't provoking others with taunts and jeers, he was off by himself, sulking. The teacher could see that he craved attention, and she tried to give it to him whenever she could. Often, however, she was so busy with the others in class that she could not spend the quality time needed to minister to the young man's needs. She knew from home study reports that there were severe problems in the boy's family. Her heart ached for him as she reviewed his situation in her mind.
The next day, as the other children were preparing to go outside for recreation, Ernie went into one of his patented temper tantrums. The teacher quickly ushered the rest of the children out the door, and then turned her attention on Ernie. By this time, he was flailing his arms around, knocking pencils and supplies to the floor as pent-up anger and hurt pulsed out of his little body. The teacher walked up to Ernie, and in one swift movement, grabbed him up in her arms and held him in a vice-like bear hug as he continued to holler, kick and squirm.
As she held him, she said to him, "You are loved, Ernie. You may not know it on feel it, but I love you and care about you. You can kick and scream all you want to, but I'm not letting go of you until you quiet down and realize that you are a loveable little boy."
Gradually, the squirming stopped and the screams turned to sobs. Soon, his arms encircled the teacher's neck as he began to return the hug. As he relaxed, the teacher walked over to the story-time rocking chair, sat down and began to rock him like a baby. With tears in his eyes, he looked at her and whispered, "Will you hold me again, tomorrow?"
-- Thompson
The next day, as the other children were preparing to go outside for recreation, Ernie went into one of his patented temper tantrums. The teacher quickly ushered the rest of the children out the door, and then turned her attention on Ernie. By this time, he was flailing his arms around, knocking pencils and supplies to the floor as pent-up anger and hurt pulsed out of his little body. The teacher walked up to Ernie, and in one swift movement, grabbed him up in her arms and held him in a vice-like bear hug as he continued to holler, kick and squirm.
As she held him, she said to him, "You are loved, Ernie. You may not know it on feel it, but I love you and care about you. You can kick and scream all you want to, but I'm not letting go of you until you quiet down and realize that you are a loveable little boy."
Gradually, the squirming stopped and the screams turned to sobs. Soon, his arms encircled the teacher's neck as he began to return the hug. As he relaxed, the teacher walked over to the story-time rocking chair, sat down and began to rock him like a baby. With tears in his eyes, he looked at her and whispered, "Will you hold me again, tomorrow?"
-- Thompson
