John's kindergarten teacher works on a stop light system for behavior.
Every child starts on green and gets one verbal warning a day before
moving to yellow. Once a child has had his verbal warning and still
proceeds with the violating offense , he is moved to yellow. If the
behavior still continues, the child is moved to red. For both yellow and
red the child looses free time for the day and for red the child also
gets a trip to the principals office. John has a take-home folder that
contains a baggie in which a colored piece of paper resides. I check
the folder everyday after he gets off of the bus to make sure the paper
is green. One day last week the paper was yellow and on it was written
"John was talking LOUDLY while the teacher was trying to teach."
I took one look at the paper and told John that this wasn't good. The
poor kid burst into tears. He went on and on about how he hated the
color yellow now and that he felt so bad for talking. He also tried the
old "it wasn't my fault" excuse. An excuse that did not get him
anywhere. We talked about how he didn't need to talk all the time and
how he should get better about that. He was still feeling pretty bad
about the whole situation so I suggested he apologize to his teacher the
next morning. John decided to take it a step further and write his
teacher a note. He wanted to do it all by himself.
His teacher was kind enough to write back. She also informed us in an email later that John is a sweet boy who makes lots of friends. In fact, a few of his friends wanted to give him their green ticket and take his yellow one because they felt so bad for him. Sweet, sweet kids.
I
found out through all of this that John had been getting verbal
warnings almost everyday for talking. I told him I was proud that he
was able to control himself and stop after the warning...but that he
shouldn't be getting daily warnings for talking. Since the yellow card
incident he has come home everyday excited that he didn't get a
warning. He was even 'Race Car Winner' of the week for staying quiet
and raising his hand to talk. I don't think I've seen the last of the
yellow card, but it should be a long while before it makes its way to
our house again.
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