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For 7 years I have worked with children, schools, clubs, camps - stories of darkness. But I will never forget that. It was the first experience of working in the camp, the first trip to the sea, wine at night and... 34 children in a load. So it happened that two completely different delegations were identified in my squad: 20 children from Moscow with paid passports and 14 boys from a children’s home from Perm. As you can see, it was a wild change. But most of the problems, strangely enough, were related to the Moscowis. For on the third day of the shift, we and our partners noticed about ourselves that all our requests and remarks to the boys from the kindergarten are immediately fulfilled, if we transmit them not directly, but through the oldest boy Serjog, who in the boys indisputable authority. But among the Moscovites there was one picture - we will call it Sasha, who is said to be on the side of the frost. Sanya broke away as he could: squeezed the girls in the bags of dead medusas, the toothpaste poured the river on the little boys in his room, he broke two windows, broke the patch of the patsanu from another squad, etc. The list of his feats can be listed endlessly. And, of course, he spoke solely matto.
What we just did not do, and we talked to him, and invited the elders, the psychologist, the chief - the blameless, he built a guilty look, said that he would not be again and, leaving the director's office, answered someone with a junkie.
Do you know how it all ended? One day he brought my partner to tears that he saw Seroga, approached, asked what happened. Despite the fact that Sanya precautionaryly did not touch the children's homes, Seroga proposed to talk to him. We did not believe in the success of another conversation, so we agreed. They called Sanya to the cabin, where Seroga, sitting on a chair and smiling with a beaten front tooth, said to Sanya:
“Listen, Oops, I am not a leader, I will not ask. Another bit - I'll say that I hit myself, you'll smile like I hole holes.
And you know what? It worked. Probably because Sanya understood that the conversations would not end here and he would definitely come. But until the end of the shift he acted below the grass. This is not pedagogical, I agree. But it helped?
What we just did not do, and we talked to him, and invited the elders, the psychologist, the chief - the blameless, he built a guilty look, said that he would not be again and, leaving the director's office, answered someone with a junkie.
Do you know how it all ended? One day he brought my partner to tears that he saw Seroga, approached, asked what happened. Despite the fact that Sanya precautionaryly did not touch the children's homes, Seroga proposed to talk to him. We did not believe in the success of another conversation, so we agreed. They called Sanya to the cabin, where Seroga, sitting on a chair and smiling with a beaten front tooth, said to Sanya:
“Listen, Oops, I am not a leader, I will not ask. Another bit - I'll say that I hit myself, you'll smile like I hole holes.
And you know what? It worked. Probably because Sanya understood that the conversations would not end here and he would definitely come. But until the end of the shift he acted below the grass. This is not pedagogical, I agree. But it helped?