:help:"Johnny" kept messing around in the hallway during our class bathroom break. I warned him if he didn't get it together he wouldn't be allowed to watch the video when we got back into the room. He still kept talking, playing, swinging his arms, etc so I seperated him from the line. He started pouting and laying against the wall and stomping his feet. When we got into the classroom, I got the other students settled watching the film, then I put Johnny by himself and told him he had to write "I will not play in the hallway" 20 times, then he could join the class. He started crying and wailing loudly. I ignored him and went with teh class. He continued on for another 5 - 7 minutes. Finally, I went over to him and got really close and said in a low voice, "Do you want me to call your Mother so she can come up here and make you work?" He was still crying and barely respondd, so i repeated it. finally he said no and starts scribbling all over his paper. i told him he was making me mad and to pick up the pencil and write the sentence 20 times or I was going to take him to the office, then call Mom. he calmed down a little and picked up the pencil and started writing sloopily* but still writing nonetheless. i told him good job and once he finished writing the sentence 20 times he could watch the video. he goes, "TWENTY TIMES?!?" and starts freaking out and crying again and kicking the table. so i walked away and said, I am calling your mother. he screamed "NOOOOOOOO!" and started having a really bad tantrum in which he was kicking the desk and then he ran under the desk and started crying and screaming. i instead called the office to come remove him. when i went over to him, he ran from under the desk and slammed himself in the chair and started screaming. i told him to leave the room. He refused and kept crying and throwing a fit. i was scared he was going to hurt himself or someone else, so i took the back of the chair and dragged him and it into the hallway. I had him almsot out the door, when he started freaking out again and holding on to the doorframe. the teacher next door came out of her room and was looking all concerned. she said she had heard the racket and assumed at first it was a kindergartener freaking out in the room next door. i know you're not supposed to let the children get to you, but seriously, after that, i was about two seconds away from telling the principal he could keep this &%$^&$%& job and quitting.