Talking to Ms. Jay

Around 10 AM, while the police were at the school front lobby because I called the police about my teammate having a seizure (she should have went in an ambulance, but fine, treat her like a worthless proletariat), As I returned to my class, the nextdoor classroom, number 4 The door flew open (shit was banging and flying in there, And Ms. Jay yelled GET OUT!!!! I was amused, and glad it wasn’t me, caught yelling at kids. I like Ms. Jay. She works hard. They’ve been running a classroom, two “aides” for months without a teacher, who’s out on seemingly endless vacation, disability, then Having a baby (his partner had one, that is), but he’s out helping her

So their classroom has been hell. These are bigger boys, 16-17 years old They are in their teenage feelings, those feelings are strong, and They’re orphans, essentially. Nobody wants them. But we do. Ms. Jay does. She mops the gym floor without being asked to And cleans up kids’ piss and dirty clothes, tennishoes, etc. And teaches them MATH, because somebody gotta do it.

So I stopped by Ms. Jay’s room, number four, after students Went back upstairs to their units, and let her rant to me for a bit She told me why she yelled (booming voice) GET OUT at 10 AM

Majorly Miserable Asshole student was instigating his peers With teasing, mimicking, calling names, racialized aggression Calling people niggers and crackers, this is the child that I said Would be better off culled. Too old, not going to change Very dangerous to society. Definitely potential mass shooter. So he got the bigger boys to start chasing him around the Room, to beat him up, and Ms. Jay starting chasing them Like a bunch of squirrels panicking in a bird cage So, she kicked the Misery out of the room, and he played basketball the rest of the day,

So I said to Ms. Jay, Ms. J, let them beat him up next time I would NOT break up that fight. We’re not like CO’s, covering up shower rapes, but we can let a racist piece of shit like that catch a couple bruises. She let herself giggle.

I said I’m serious. When one of my students went to beat up the Instigator I had in my room, (attention fiends— they want all the attention, and prefer the negative, because they understand it and want to master it (which is impossible)

So when “Jonny” went for “Bobby,” I let Bobby catch A combo of jap, right hook, left hook, before I even called it I said, Oh dear! Please, don’t! Stop, buddy! But I let Bob get rocked, on purpose, and felt good about it.

So I hope Ms. Jay lets the big Asian kid and little mixed kid get him, in their class. It takes all forms of correction To correct a tiny tyrant and see if he’ll be free or incarcerated. If he’ll be incarcerated, it means he doesn’t learn from ass whoopings, he doesn’t care, he’s a goner, lost, and at that point, I turn my attention and care to the brave ones The ones that said, Oh hell no, I will take care of this myself Because ultimately, we have to take care of it ourselves