On Finally Getting The Help Needed

Well, today I had a talk with the English head, who expressed concern over hearing about the fiasco on Friday. She said, under no uncertain terms that Jimmy won't be returning to my lessons for the rest of the term, if ever. Personally, I won't settle for anything short of a full-removal. I refuse to teach the kid; he is a loose canon, and a total drag on the class as a whole. When he's in the room, no one learns, because I'm totally preoccupied with him.

This morning he was perhaps the second student into the room. He walked up to me, head hung, shoulders down, looking the picture of pathetic.
"I'm sorry about my behaviour on Friday," he said.
"Thank you, Jimmy," I said, bruskly. I wasn't sure how to deal with him, since I knew that he'd be taken out in moments.
A few other students filed in, looking covertly at Jimmy and then myself.
At that moment, the head walked in from the back.
"Right, Jimmy, gather your things, you're coming with me," she said.
"WHAT?!" he boomed.
"Gather your things, you're coming with me to the Orwell office. You're not working in here," she said. She didn't say it with any emotion, it was straight deadpan.
"AW MAN!" he yelled, throwing his things onto the floor. Before I could even think straight, he and pivoted on his heels and ran clear from the room.
The other students stared after him, and then looked to me.
I raised my hands and shrugged my shoulders at the English head.
"This is what I deal with," I said, simply and matter-of-factly.
"Right then, I'll deal with this," she said, and she left.
The rest of the class got instantly down to work. It was...like a whole other class. I couldn't really believe it.

The end of the day I got a bit of a pick-me-up as well. I was driving back with Rachel, and she told me about how a girl in her form, who happens to be in one of my year 8 teaching groups, had told her that I was her favourite teacher. She said that the thing she likes about me the most is that I talk to them as if they're people, and not children. I thought about it, and I really do! I smiled to myself, glad to know that at least some kids appreciate me! \

Cheers for now.