We parents of kids with special needs live in the present, mainly out of survival. Dwelling on the future leads to nothing good. However, every now and again there is a news story worth sharing that represents glimmers of hope amidst our sea of uncertainty.
Have you read it yet?
About two weeks ago I toyed with blogging about a work-related "incident" where I temporarily lost my composure after a student, without thinking, decided to entertain my homeroom with said student's version of "I'm a Little Teapot" with some alternate lyrics containing the r-word and some not so nice hand gestures. Thankfully I teach in a building where name-calling, derogatory remarks, slurs, etc. are not tolerated. Suffice it to say that this poor child learned his lesson. I am not proud of my over-reaction to student's antic; I simply chalk it up to my Mama-bear alterego kicking in. Yeah, yeah, now you are all wondering what happened...Basically I told Student it was not nice to say that word, and that I was the last person Student should say it to/in front of before other students chimed in and reminded Student of my daughter prior to me running out of the room and bursting into tears.
For a number of other unrelated indiscretions this student found the way to suspension. All I can think is that Student's display made me think about how strongly I reacted knowing that Cameran is going to someday have to survive middle school and ignorant comments such as this. It made me sad. Not so much angry, but sad and hurt.
And again, I thought about posting two weeks ago when this happened. But I didn't. Until now, and for several reasons. I am now able to make it a short anecdote and not an emotionally-charged tyrade as I fear it may have been had I posted when it actually occured. Mostly though, because tonight at parent-teacher conferences, Student and family came in together for a conference with the team. Student was very subdued, and very quietly on the way out, Student made his way over to where I was sitting and apologized. And it was sincere. And, in true Jen fashion, I cried. But, it gives me hope to know that maybe, just maybe Student learned a lesson and will be one lesson individual cracking jokes at people with special needs.