It was a rough day for uniforms. Eli came in with his button down inside out. Baby Face had his sweater under his button down.
The low point of my day? Eli's mom agreed to come in for a meeting but I wasn't going to be able to go because we were short-staffed and no one could cover my class. Then, she cancelled.
The highlight of my day? I heard someone talking too loudly during centers and I looked up to see that it was Kyle.
Back story: Too much time passed before I realized that Kyle was going to need speech services because he talked so little in school. He never raised his hand and never talked spontaneously with others. On the other hand, I'm not guilt free. I couldn't understand him pronouncing his own name when I first met him. Anyway, his needs were beyond what I was capable of so I started pushing to get him evaluated. I pushed. His mom pushed. Nothing happened. Finally, I started emailing weekly and serendipitously our special ed coordinator left. I immediately started harassing her replacement. He was evaluated and immediately approved for services. The speech pathologist came in for his first session today. I heard him talk more today than I have ever heard him talk in a week.
I think you are doing an awesome job. These children may never realize what you have done for them but God does. I say a prayer every night for you. You may not be able to do all that you want but it's obvious to me that you are where you should be right now. Doesn't mean you have to stay there ;o)
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