She is gone.
The young woman who "worked" with me has decided to look for more hours somewhere else, where she can work one on one with kids. Meaning; she's tired of me telling her to get up and interact with the children- just being a body in the room is not working.
Sadly though, the older girls seemed to love hanging out with her; playing cards and talking. So much that they would ignore any instructions given by staff and simply continue with their game. My young staff would do nothing!! She would sit there and continue to play their card game or sit and color with them. I appreciate her ability to keep them occupied- but when a head teacher tells the whole group to clean up and get ready for lunch, she should be demonstrating respect for the staff and start cleaning up, not sitting there looking at you like you just threw poo at the window!
I've got to hand it to the girl- there's incredible talent in having a job playing cards with kids and you can still find a way to be depressed and sullen the whole time. I mean really- it must take a lot of energy to answer the question,"what did you do this weekend?" with "yea." What!!!?!??
She seemed to not like me from the beginning. The first day I walked in there- she appeared to be uninvolved with anything going on except for the three girls sitting with cards at the table. When I tried to start a conversation about how the program runs, she had no clue about anything but the clean up she does and how many kids have to go home before she can leave. I knew then and there that there we had very different definitions of the term "work ethic". She appeared to be intelligent- when someone she liked asked her a question she had no trouble answering, there was no problem with chatting with the kids. It was clearly me. I guess telling her not to talk on her cell phone or read her 5 page love letters while on the clock was a bad idea.
But I digress. Her replacement is lovely. A high school student, but with a better outlook and outward attitude. I've only had a couple hours to work with her so we'll see how things go when the poo hits the window.
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