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Year 3.2

You know its nice to have backup, but sometimes its too little and too late, rather than dealing with a problem in its begining stages we wait until it escaltes and becomes problematic, im all for sparing the rod and spoiling the child but i shouldnt have a child throwing a pair of fucking scissiors at me before action is taking because someone is acting out because he doesnt want to go to school and or live at our organization anymore, its getting to be so frustrating working there because the only time it seems i am taken seriously is when I deeal with crisis situations that are piggybacked onto my shift because other staff do not deal with the issues and expect others to pick up the peices, also the whole punishment terminolgy really bothers me we are not a young offenders home or a fucking jail, there is no reason for us to be using such terminolgy, its an outdated term and an outdated mentality but it does give me a clear picture of the mentality of some of the other staff and how they deal with with the children in our care and why the problems that seem to constantly arise continue to happen, but thats what you get when you warehouse kids and dont give them any real outlets until they lash out.

Current Mood: Frustrated.
A man who is "of sound mind" is one who keeps the inner madman under lock and key.

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