My first year of teaching was probably like a lot of peoples first year of teaching. I wasn't confident in my abilities to manage my kids' behaviors. One student I remember was Robert. He was very small for his age, but boy was he smart! He lived with his mom and I think she treated him like he was a little man rather than a little boy. His vocabulary was amazing for a 5 year old and his ability to reason was better than most adults. But, his behavior was atrocious. He wasn't mean spirited, but he didn't know how to shut up! He would talk all day long if I let him. And, when he did get in trouble, he would flash a little smile that would make most people melt (not me...I'm made out of stone!).
One day, he was just having an awful time keeping his mouth closed and staying on task. I called him over to me and asked him what was going on, why he was talking so much and not doing his work. He looked at me and said "I asked God to make me be good today, but I guess he wasn't listening. Maybe tomorrow he will listen to me." It took all I had not to laugh to death with him there. It made the day much better, even if he didn't stop talking!
Unfortunately, his mom moved him out of my class shortly after that incident. We were on year round then, so we had already been in school for about 4 months. His mom felt that he looked at me more like a friend than an authority figure (since I was female and the adults he was around were female) and she moved him into the 1st grade class taught by a male teacher. I was very sad when he left, but it did make it a lot quieter in there! If I remember correctly, he moved the next year and went to a new school. He should have graduated this spring from high school. I hope he has done well for himself, even if he can't stop talking!