Posted by Casey
After muddling through six years of public school, advocating for services, collaborating (and occasionally arguing) with school staff, stressing out every time the school number appears on the caller ID (what happened NOW?) we’ve finally decided to Give Up.
We used every resource we could find. Brought every possible idea to the table. Suggested successful methods tried by other parents.
Although we have done everything within our power, both kids’ performance and behavior at school has continued to tank.
He doesn’t want to interact with other kids and attempts to get suspended so he can come home.
She’s failing on purpose because she “gets more attention for a failing grade than a passing grade.” (Not kidding. Parenting a kid with RAD is the equivalent of standing on your head and reading backwards. Toss out everything you know about parenting.)
Finally, we’ve reached the last straw. I am going to try the only thing left in my arsenal.
Next school year, I’m going to let Hubby sleep with the teacher.
Because this fall, the teacher will be me.
We give up trying to get our boy to mold his Autistic behind into a hard plastic classroom seat.
We give up cajoling our girl to perform in a classroom, when the attention she craves is ours.
We give up what we’ve held tight for so long.
We empty our hands, holding them open to grasp the next thing.
We are going to home school.
Having been home schooled myself for almost a decade, I think I have a pretty good handle on the realities of home schooling. I’m under no illusions.
Here’s how I would like to imagine our year will go:
Photo Credit: Susy Morris
But I’m fully aware that this is much more likely:
It won’t be easy, and some days may not be much fun. In the long run, though, it’s what they need.
And somehow, I’m really looking forward to finding the best ways to help them learn. Researching learning resources is becoming something of an obsession.
Plus, I get to sleep with the Principal.