I talked with the director of Isaiah's afterschool program last night. She just asked me how Isaiah was doing and if we were able to make sure he was able to participate in recess more. Of course, I ended up expressing some of my concerns and asking what she sees. She is a college student, and she is a practicum student in Isaiah's class. She attempted to be diplomatic. However, she did say she has never seen a teacher like Isaiah's. She said that she is a strict disciplinarian and calls kids out on their first infraction for talking and such. She said that kids really have no room for movement, talking, and such at all during the morning. She also said that she has never seen her smile when she has been in the room. She was sweet, and did say that she felt that the method may not be a great fit for Isaiah because he is so full of joy and loves life so much. What a nice way to phrase it. So, I guess that is where his anxiety is coming from. He never feels like he is doing anything right and is not getting much positive feedback. When all you hear are bad things about yourself -- real or imagined--, you tend to start believing it, right? So frustrating!
Oh, and I get that it takes two to tango in the classroom. Isaiah is not innocent by any means. Oh, and if any of you were wondering why I use dashes instead of parentheses, my work computer has 3 broken keys and the parentheses are included. Grrrr!