Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Ripping band-aids: Day Five

What a day for my new little first grader from Mexico. "Annie" just moved from Mexico two weeks ago and speaks no English at all. Mom speaks beautiful English. Mom has been Annie's security blanket for the first four days of school. Annie will not let her leave. Do you blame her? She is petrified in this foreign world.

The plan for today was to drop her off at the door and we would take it from there. We tried slowly removing the band-aid the first four days and it had a horrific effect. We thought ripping the band-aid quickly would be our only solution. We ended up having to remove her from the vehicle and carry her into the building where Annie proceeded to cry hysterically for 3 hours straight. She got better after that but had to keep myself or our ESL teacher in sight at all times.

This screaming and discomfort occurred even with myself and the ESL teacher speaking to her in nothing but Spanish the entire time. The phrase "Yo quiero mi mama" is emblazoned in my mind.

The sad part is that we will probably have to do the whole thing over again tomorrow. Ripping the band-aid fast still leaves a slow burn...

...got any ointment for the pain?

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