We’ve been vortex’d…..again. And, looking at the weather forecast for Minnesota, there is more bitter cold on the way for next week.
While many people are cheering because there is no school today, I am filled with anxiety and sadness. Today was the day I was going to sign the paperwork to allow #3 to get tested by his school. I’ve been asking for action since September (actually, I’ve been asking for attention since September of his kindergarten year), paid a large sum of money to a private tester, had meetings, phone calls, e-mails, written a letter, more phone calls, supplied the classroom teacher with information about dyslexia, had other conversations…..and finally I had broken through. I’ve been asking for a team to sit down and discuss #3 since December. And now, near the end of January, I was finally given the opportunity to share my opinions and sign a paper that brings all this to the next step, getting #3 closer to the education he deserves.
And now….it’s cancelled. The process has frozen.
Perhaps it will be rescheduled for next week. Maybe the week after. The entire time I hear the clock….tick, tock, tick, tock….and see time wasting away.
1st grade is half over. #3 has made very little progress. He doesn’t have weeks, days, or even hours to waste at this point. I see the other kids in his class making progress, while he stays at the same exact level he was at in kindergarten. The gap becomes bigger by the day. Education matters. School matters.
I can see the future. I’ve been here before.
He will be tested…eventually. Results will be questioned. There will be more meetings….but after spring break. There will be a lot of head scratching. I will have a lot of tears. At some point its the end of April and I’m told, “Maybe we should just put something really minimal in place and figure it out next year.” Summer school will be suggested….because if the approach didn’t work for 9 months, let’s try it for 2 more! That sounds logical. At this point I will lay my head down on the table and ask someone to wake me up when its all over.
How many other children are out there needing school to be in session?
How many other parents are filled with dread because of the lost days?
Time for me to focus on things I actually have some control over.
Today #3 will weave potholders,
build with legos,
and perhaps make cookies.
And pray for warmer weather.