Yikes. This happened last summer, too. Summer is almost half-way done and all our plans to develop our childen's minds have most definitely NOT come to fruition. Luckily, I wasn't planning too much development this year, since we failed so miserably last year. But still...
We got pretty busy towards the end of the school year because Fellan's teacher suddenly decided to tell us that "public school is not the place for him."
Now, on the one hand, I'm pretty sure she could get fired for telling us that, but on the other hand, why did she wait until the end of the school year when there was NO WAY we would be able to find a different school for him?
Anyway, after checking out alternative schools and having all kinds of testing done, we've come to the conclusion that... well, we've just been blessed with a unique individual. Which we already knew. ;)
My mood over this keeps going up and down, but overall I'm having a hard time staying super-worried about it. Fellan does have trouble staying focused in class and I'm sure he's a pain to his teachers. However, we're not willing to drug him into a stupor (which one doctor was ready and willing to give us a prescription for!) and I just think there's something wrong with a school system that wants kids to be like that.
We did find one school that is awesome and we think it's really the way all schools should be run. They spend a lot of time "figuring out" each child - finding their strengths, finding their weaknesses, and then helping the kids to become their own advocate in his/her education. However, since we were late in the application process, we didn't make the cut this year. I can't say that I'm too upset about that either, though. The cost of the school would have just about put us in the poor house!
We're having some additional testing done this summer and we're thinking about trying out some neurofeedback to see if that will help his concentration skills for the upcoming year. The other thing that has become apparent is that he does have some processing speed and fine motor problems and the additional testing we're having done next week is for dysgraphia - It took him 3 hours to copy two pages-worth of LARGE text for his last assignment of the school year. Talk about torture! Poor kid. Writing papers and journals for every class was definitely not something that was required of me when I was in 2nd grade.
Which brings up the main reason I have a hard time getting super-worked up about this. Yes, I do want to make sure that there's nothing seriously wrong with him, but if we find out he's just immature and has slow processing speed, so what? He's still very intelligent. He remembers everything he's ever heard. He does fine on his tests and from a macro-perspective, he makes huge progress from year to year. He loves school and loves learning. And most of all, he's a healthy, kind, boisterous, sensitive, happy little boy. Why mess with a good thing?
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