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For Crying Out Loud

February 1, 2010, 2:00 pm

At least once a semester, a student cries in my office.  Sometimes they cry out of frustration and exhaustion.  Sometimes they are going through a rough patch in their personal life whether due to an ill family member or a bad break-up.  Sometimes they are trying to “work the system,” so to speak, or manipulate their instructor. But regardless of why students cry, it’s something that most of us will have to deal with at some point in our career.

The first time a student cried in my office was during my very first semester as a TA.  I was teaching my alma mater’s version of English 101: basic first-year composition, and I was the instructor of record for the course.  There was a student who had done well on his first few assignments, and then his performance took a marked nose-dive.  He was late to class; he struggled to stay awake, and the grade on his work went from high Bs to Ds.  I noticed that all of these changes seemed to coincide with the appearance of a fraternity pledge pin on his clothing.  The Greek system at that institution is legendary for, among other things, this intense initiation process for new members.  So I made a couple of comments on his returned drafts asking about the changes in his work and letting him know that he could come to office hours if he was unsure about the assignments or wanted to talk through his ideas.  After that, I let it go, figuring that he was an adult and was entitled to his choices.  Sometime around Thanksgiving, he came to office hours.  He was contrite and wanted to know if there was any way that he could salvage his grade for the course.  We had only one paper left, so there wasn’t much room improvement, and I let him know that.  I wasn’t especially sympathetic in large part because I assumed that he had been out partying instead of studying for the better part of the semester.

I was wrong.

I realized that I was wrong when seemingly out of nowhere, the student burst into tears, and I’m not talking about quiet weeping or a couple of sniffles accompanied by watery eyes.  This was full on crying complete with the honking nose and hyperventilation.  I was stunned.  All I could think to do was grab a box of tissues from a colleague’s desk (I had none of my own).  When the student finally got control of himself, he explained to me that his mother was terminally ill.  She’d been diagnosed with a particularly aggressive form of cancer about a month into the semester, and he’d been having a hard time dealing with it.  Unsolicited, he produced documentation and offered to give me his father’s telephone number so I could call and verify his story.  To say that I felt horrible is beyond understatement; I felt like a grade-A, World-Class Jerk.  And yet, short of being a psychic, how could I have known what was going on with this student?  In the end, after talking to the Director of our First-Year Writing Program, we worked out a way for him to revise some of his earlier papers and resubmit them, and while his grade might not have been as high as it would have been in a perfect semester, he was able to pass the course.

My point in relating this story is to emphasize an important point that some of my fellow ProfHackers have already made both in their posts and in various comments: often a situation is more complicated than it appears, and it’s important to try and refrain from jumping to conclusions.

These days, I like to think that I am better at keeping an open mind.  I’m also more practiced at how to handle a student who gets overly emotional during a conference:

24 Hours: One of the best ways to avoid grade-inspired emotional overloads is to impose a 24-hour moratorium on conversations about graded work.  I am happy to discuss an exam or paper with my students, but only after they have had a chance to look over and process the feedback that they have received.  24 Hours hasn’t eliminated the tears, but it has greatly reduced their frequency, and it almost always results in much more productive conversations with students.

Redirection: One of the problems with these kinds of emotional exchanges with students, at least when they are inspired by academic performance, is their focus on the past.  Instead of thinking about ways to improve for future assignments, the student tends to cry over spilt milk.  In other words, they dwell on what went wrong on previous assignments that are now over and done.  Reminding students that they need to turn their attention to the work that is still ahead and discussing strategies that might help them improve can be very helpful both for us and for the student.

Tissues: These days, I always have a box of tissues on my desk (and another in the desk) just in case.  Sometimes, it’s best for the student to just let it out, whether it is frustration, stress, or grief over something going on in their personal life.

This brings me to my last suggestion.

Referrals: If students are upset about non-academic matters, it might be a good idea to suggest that they take advantage of whatever counseling services your college or university provides.  College is already a stressful time for students, and it can easy for them to get overwhelmed, especially if they have to deal with other issues, whether a break-up, a death in the family, or something else.  While I am often sympathetic to these situations, I am not trained in counseling.  Don’t be afraid to let students know that it can help to talk to a therapist.  Many of them are either unaware of the resources available to them or afraid of the persistent stigma attached to talking to a therapist.  You can’t make them go, obviously, but it’s certainly worth mentioning.

How do you deal with emotional students?  Please share strategies in the comments section.

 

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10 Responses to For Crying Out Loud

Terry Brock - February 3, 2010 at 2:29 pm

absolutely agree with the importance of referrals. I’d even recommend keeping a stack of brochures from the counseling center in your desk, so that you can give them something tangible to take with them, and think about later. These services exist for a reason, and it’s always a shame when professors don’t know about them, don’t know how a student should contact them, or don’t think to make such referrals. The fact is, faculty can be a first line of contact for students: we aren’t their parents, but we’re “grown ups” to them…best to be able to present some options!

Erin E. Templeton - February 2, 2010 at 10:08 am

Thanks Alison, and thank you for weighing in “from the other side”!

Julie Meloni - February 1, 2010 at 4:57 pm

Nels, I’ve been known to shed tears while teaching (maybe 3x ?). Usually when reading something out loud when we return to the text during discussion. I let it happen, then I make fun of myself because – DANG – how awkward is that for students? Very, I’d imagine, for those who see it. Luckily I have ethos and gravitas and all those other things stored up, so I can trade in a little bit of it for some show of humanity. That’s how I’ve been rationalizing it, at least.

Nels P. Highberg - February 1, 2010 at 5:04 pm

I’m known for being a pretty emotional person, so I just cry for a minute or two. What’s funny is that some students respond in future classes by crying themselves. They feel comfortable just letting it out, which I love, frankly.

The worst crying I did was in a grad school class when a couple of people were making me so upset, but I could barely articulate why, so I just bawled right then and there. Looking back, I’m actually quite happy I did it because I think some people needed to be shaken up and realize that what they were saying just plain hurt. I think responding in anger would have made them happy.

But I don’t want to derail the thread, though.

Julie Meloni - February 1, 2010 at 5:10 pm

Yeah, I get it on derailing the thread, but I wanted to put it on record that you’re not some weirdo. Or that if you are, so am I. :)

Nels - February 1, 2010 at 4:27 pm

I’m working on a longer essay now about students and professors crying in class. While working on it, though, I’ve found that I am apparently the only professor who has ever cried in class, so maybe it happens less often than I’ve assumed. I’ve had students cry in class but never in my office. Hmmm….

Erin Templeton - February 1, 2010 at 4:33 pm

I haven’t actually cried in class, but I have come close a couple of times, especially this past semester when I was teaching contemporary fiction, especially when the time came for us to discuss Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close and The Lovely Bones.

Alison - February 1, 2010 at 6:30 pm

Thanks for this – and thank you for thinking through the options, especially referrals! I sit on both sides of the counseling aisle, an odd place to be. I teach a class which often brings people to discuss their personal issues (abnormal psychology) and also happen to work in the university’s counseling center. Its good to know, even when trained in counseling, that a referral is often the best option. You really don’t want to be responsible for someone’s mental health without a net…

And I hate it when students cry. Maybe that is because I see it all day? Or because I feel they do it because I “should understand better” considering what I do in my day job? Dunno. Regardless, I love your posts and appreciate the insights.

Denise - February 1, 2010 at 2:49 pm

Reflective and good posting. I’ve worked in college libraries for 25 years and one thing I always tell colleagues and student workers is that sometimes students will cry, yell or otherwise over-react in places like the library or student union because we are a safer space to let it all out. Safer in the sense of we don’t grade them or flunk them or only in the rarest of cases report them to security or student judicial. So just let them vent and focus on what to do next with the patron.

William Patrick Wend - February 13, 2010 at 7:19 pm

I almost cried once in Comp II while talking about…you know, I’m not even sure what story it was! Heh.

I have had a few crying students before. I did what my mentors would have done: got them talking, made them laugh, made sure they knew I’ve done 400 things worse, and stayed with them until I knew they were in a better frame of mind.

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