sounds just, God awful ! ! !
I’m most likely on the autism spectrum, and have sensory issues. And this type of situation would have been the 7th level of hell for me. And things like this are one reason I’m kind of glad I wasn’t diagnosed as child. At age 60, I’m still not diagnosed. And since there really aren’t resources to tap into, the only reason might be if I were a big-time screenwriter, for example [work with me on this one!], and then there’d be a benefit of raising awareness.
I’m going to guess that many of these loud, cursing kids were ADHD who certainly can be taught skills to regulate their moods and emotions, as well as skills to produce a lot of quality work in a number of different areas. For example, the astronaut Pete Conrad may have been ADHD.
It starts with having a teacher with the skills and energy, and probably good health as well.
Plus, a teaching assistant who gives a fuck. It’s sounds like yours had all the interest in her job as a banana slug. She should have been fired during the probationary period, which even with a bureaucratic union you’re able to do.
Yep on the spectrum and with sensory issues myself. I don't like too much loud noises, large crowds and so on. It was pretty hellish for me. Especially because a few of them had a hobby of besides shouting and cursing out the window all day of also actually doing the nails on the chalkboard pretty frequently.
I'm not a shrink but I have been around enough folks with various disorders and such to have a laymens appreciation. A few of the shouters probably did have some form of ADD. Most however were in all honesty just guys with disciplinary issues. Which was why they were sent to Special Ed. They were sent somewhere nobody would really care. Which made everything super fun. Getting called a "retard" by plenty of those outside of the class who prided themselves on "being normal" and in class dealing with the sort of folks who if adults would add a sound system to their car that would cause your teeth to shake a few hundred yards away.
In my experience you could mostly group special ed teachers into a handful of categories
1) Those who have fucked up or become somewhat disabled and couldn't get assigned to a "normal class" but due to Tenure or something like that the school was willing to let them run out the clock before retirement.
2) The poor fools who were generally fresh out of college and full of idealism about helping the disabled. Even then I utterly pitied this source. They'd come in with dreams but quickly find them nightmares. A combination of empathy leading to pain (since the students they really wanted to help by and large they couldn't no matter how hard they tried), beuracracy and concerned parents making virtually anything impossible (among other things just trying to keep the students having outbursts/temper tantrums at any given time from completely and utterly derailing the class for hours while what the teacher could do was extremely limited. Also having to deal with parents who similarly wanted the best for their kids but weren't able to face reality. Like say the parent of a kid with a severe intellectual disability/low functioning autism and being blind insisting at length that their child be taught brail (despite most blind people without massive intellectual disabilities not learning braile in the first place.) and so on. These sort of initially idealistic teachers have a extraordinarily high burn out rate. As in an average of over 90 percent of them quitting (either trying to become other teachers or frequently abandoning education as a whole) within 2 years. The ones that don't collapse generally end up stopping giving a shit and just wait out the clock. Back in college (despite making shit tons of bad decisions) whenever I met someone majoring in Special Ed I would generally make a impassioned plea for them to find something else. Because I knew first hand just what misery awaited them. It's a job someone needs to do but I had enough experience to realize that those students going forward with that career goal were basically facing a soul crushing future. I've seen it first hand. Teachers come in brimming with empathy and optism. Even a month later their practically choking on their own hopelessness.
3) The "I don't give a shit". Basically those who don't really care and try to do the bare minimum while trying not to care. Can't say I blame those types.
As to teaching assistants in special ed classes in my experience they are not actually their to assist in teaching. Instead their real job is pretty much trying to get the students undergoing a outburst/temperature out of the class while they cool down. More orderlies then TAs.
Of course my school systems special ed system was actually better then most.
Though regarding that TA in particular I did get a bit of revenge. We went on a class field trip to Patapsco state park (in Maryland. Not a particularly large one). I insisted on going on a walk and she had to come with. She was a city girl and found the whole thing terrifying. Kept asking where the wolves and grizzly bears were (in that area the largest predator would be a fox). A fairly short walk was pretty hilarious (she was terrified of being lost. Besides being next to the creek which we would obviously follow back we were also like less then 8 miles or so from suburban housing. A short jaunt through what might as well have been a city park made her think wolves were going to eat her.
Not entirely proud of that in hindsight.