Hope is gone!

So...it was back to the realm of Toerag and Fidget today.It has all been an unexpected turn of events and very last minute and I am left with very little planning for the week but thankfully most of today was fairly well planned.I was preparing the classroom before school and suddenly a pair of little arms wrapped themselves around me and it was Mason, pleased to see me. Seeing the faces of lots of the other children light up when they saw me made me feel that I had done the right thing in not abandoning as I had intended. I had found a note from a supply teacher last Friday who had written to the real class teacher saying that the day had been OK but that Alex had cried for most of the morning 'because Mr Allen was not his teacher!" I felt bad that I had concocted an excuse to get out of covering that day.The SENCo was convinced, before school, I would have a good day with A. I wouldn't say that in hindsight. The first session until Morning tea was interminable. I tried to keep things light and busy and tried to get them moving about and it worked to some extent but it was still hard work.Toerag and Fidget were absolutely no bother at all and almost unnoticeable...but A was hard work even with a full time Teaching Assistant. Fidget left half way through the day after vomiting all over himself (and Toerag was looking ill by the afternoon and was taken to the office but returned before we went home....No such luck with A.)A had his ritalin at 11.00 and the next session he actually got some work done. By the afternoon I was able to gain some control over him and actually got him to sit still and wait his turn for a group activity but then 5 minutes before the final bell he was climbing up the cupboards and being defiant. I don't know how I kept it together but I did.3 more days to go....and I have decided....yet again....forget their happy faces and  Alex can cry.....I am not going back in there after this week.Oh, and Hope had gone....literally. She has moved away to another school.