ok, i know my kid. i know he isn't an angel and if you have been hanging around here long enough you know all about the struggles and joys that can be j.
we went through some trouble on the bus early in the year. he is the youngest kid on the bus by a few years and has an hour bus ride each way to and from school.
but we thought it was all settled. apparently not. i just got off the phone with my new, less than helpful, special ed contact. i don't like this guy. i liked the woman that dealt with j for years. but for some reason we were transferred. they wouldn't want to do what was in the best interest of the kids.
so this clown proceeds to tell me that the situation on the bus has gotten so bad that some of the parents are driving their kids to school instead of having them ride with j. really? so why wasn't i ever told that there was a problem? and i have a hard time believing that people from around here are driving their kids to school.
so he asks me how j has been when he gets off the bus. and i tell him that usualy he has sleep marks on his face from where he has been resting his head on his hand or his backpack. he usually just woke up.
this is bullshit. there are only 6 fucking kids on this bus and supposedly a trained aide. i know he isn't always an angel, trust me i know. but seriously, how hard is it to keep him occupied or distracted? isn't that what they goddam pay you for?
so the ass asks me if i would be willing to drive j to school. hmmm. no. since the cheap ass township doesn't provide transportation for c, i can't. and even if they did - can anyone really afford to put in four hours driving time every day?? i didn't think so. i know that the township has to provide transportation, he wants to get out of it. nice try. figure it out bonehead. so now i have a meeting this week at the school and if they think j is scary...they had better hope i calm down before i get there. don't act like i am some kind of parent in denial if you aren't going to tell me that there is a problem. i am not psychic.
and how about the colorful new dialogue that he is learning?? that is his fault? the fact that he gets off the bus and says things like "i know what condoms are...they are so you can have sex for fun" and "the kids on the bus told me what crack looks like" and "so and so says that his brother makes him sit on his lap cause it feels good" noo. it's all j. there are only 6 kids. 6 kids!! fucking do your jobs. and i send j with a gameboy and books and books on tape and things to do so that he doesn't have to engage in these kinds of conversations if the damn aide would just do her job. she better hope she isn't at this meeting. her litle head wagging finger pointing routine will not last long, i promise you that.
they have no idea who they are dealing with....
don't mess with my kids.
i am shaking i am so angry
I'll call you. Hang in there.
Hang in there.
And kick ass in that meeting!
First of all HUGS to you sweetie!
I would be sooooo pissed off!
Six kids and the aid can not keep them from getting in to trouble? Maybe they need a new aid to work on the bus? Some times I think they just pick a kid to blame problems on.
Ohhh this entry made me mad!
give them hell!!!
maybe you could "accidently" drop a few of their names and addresses here, and we could fill their days with joy too ;-)