So now you know what happened to us this week, with our meetings and appointments.
I'm feeling really flat now, and wondering where to go with school. I need to find some fight from somewhere because I have a feeling that things aren't going to get any easier are they?
I need school to support Mini, and me. These are people that have responsibility for my son for 6 hours every day. That's a long time for a child to be surrounded by people who have little understanding of him, and little empathy towards him. And for Mini to spend 3 years in an environment that is target based, reward chart obsessed, academically focused with little regard to emotions, feelings, and pastoral care is worrying me.
So, why is it that I feel like the one in the wrong? Why do I feel like I shouldn't have complained? I think perhaps there was a small black dog hiding behind the chair of the head teacher. I fear that at some point during that school meeting, the black dog's lead may have attached itself to my wrist.
Frustration and anger are surrounding me...are they enough to help me fight the school?
Progress at theraplay and things to look forward to are positive...will they be enough to help me shake off that dog's lead?