Wednesday, September 21, 2011

Flash Forward a bit FIRST day of public school! (take two)

I will go out of chronological order for a bit here.   Some times I cannot talk about the accident, sometimes it doesn't bother me at all.  Yesterday, a friend of my mom's lost her battle with Cancer.  Ms Pat was one of the reasons I was able to get through the whole ordeal.  Knowing that she is gone, makes it more difficult to think about those dark days.

On August 15, 2010, we decided to place Mr D back in public school.  It was a difficult and agonizing decision, but he really, really , REALLY wanted to go to public school.  We had a meeting with the teachers, where I laid out the non-negotiable items...right.

We had an IEP meeting that lasted some four hours.  At the end, I was not 100% convinced that they understood what the extent of his injuries were or what he needed.  In fact the school principal (he has a DR in front of his name, after all!) tried to tell me his medication and therapies were not medically needed and they could not make allowances for it at school.  I think it took him all of about 2 minutes to realize he had said the wrong thing.

My sweet non reading, non writing, special needs child had the following homework on his first day of public school: "Read pages 2 through 22 in your language arts book and write a story about it.  Study your spelling words."  By the way, included in the spelling words were : they're; their; and there.

So, so, SO not going to happen!  On top of that, his teacher told him he HAD to do his homework after dinner each night.  Now I understand having a routine, or a set time to do your homework is a good idea.  But for the teacher to arbitrarily choose for me when that will be ...regardless of how that fits into our family life was a bit much!

She was a bit upset that I told her that homework would be when I saw fit, not at her schedule.  I also explained to her that D was not capable of reading...her response was, "...until he tries how do we know?"
Yup, for the two and a half years I was home schooling, it NEVER dawned on me to have him pick up a book and try to read!

Of course, his psychologist got a big laugh out of the whole thing!

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