I knew I would have to get around to it eventually but I was taking my sweet time. I knew and you guys know that Ace has been getting in trouble at school.
He doesn’t sit still. He doesn’t look at the teachers when they’re talking to him. He butts into other people’s conversations. He rolls around on the floor. He sings to himself. He is stubborn.
I knew I would have to get around to making an appointment for him to get evaluated for ADHD or Aspergers or whatever else is out there that I don’t know about yet. I was taking my sweet time because I thought his teachers had been doing a great job so far of accommodating him and allowing him some flexibility to be “himself”.
I guess, however, that his teachers have either run out of strategies or patience or they’re being pressured by the school administrators because the month of March has been particularly difficult. Everyday except 2, he’s come home with a “bad” report and for each of those “bad” days he’s gotten punished at school. He’s had to sit and watch while the other kids got to play outside when the weather was nice. He’s had to have lunch with his teacher and not with his friends etc. No fun!!!
This morning I realized how much all of this has affected him. My son used to LOVE school. He used to be excited to go. He liked the learning. He liked his friends and he thought his teachers were the cats pajamas. This morning however, my son was near tears as he told me he did not want to go to school. I asked why and he said:
“I don’t want to go to school because all I do is get yellow (a bad report) even when I try.”
It’s happened. They’ve killed his spirit. I don’t think it was intentional but it’s happened none-the-less. That is the last thing I want for him. I don’t want him to lose his vibrance, his energy, his creativity, the happy glow that radiates around him, his joy, his love of school. I need to help him re-build his beautiful lust for life. It was awful, watching him walk into school this morning with his head down and his shoulders slumped. I wanted so badly to tell him that he didn’t in fact need to go and that he could stay home with us.
I will now get off my ass and push hard to get him an appointment. I need to give the school a valid reason to back up off him. To get off his case. To give him a friggin break. I know he is smart. I know he doesn’t mean to be disruptive. I know he tries but it’s very difficult for him to be like the rest of the kids in the class.
It’s only right that he get a fair shake and that reasonable expectations be placed on him.
P.S. I just want to say thank you to everyone who commented on my last post sending me support. It really means a lot to me. I also need to say thanks to the people who reached out to me behind the scenes to offer not only support but suggestions. I love you all. In honour of that I will share with you 2 quick bits of info.
1. Over the weekend Jay very clearly asked me “where is it?”. I prompted him to say “I want” and he replied filling in the blank and said “I want pig” and I was able to help him find a little plastic pig he was looking for. It was great.
2. Last night, Jay came and tried to get CC to get off the couch and help him with something. CC told him to go and ask Ace for help. Jay said “OK” and ran off to get his big brothers help. We’d never heard him say “OK” before. So that was a double win. He said a new word and followed a new instruction.