update on the school situation

I am totally drinking the kool-aid on this new school. My husband, not-so-much. And that's good- one more example why it's good to have 2 parents to help make these decisions.

Like, on our tour, when she mentioned that they have early dismissal every Friday? I heard that, but kind of filed it in the back of my mind- we'll figure that out somehow. But Bill was like "what would we do about the Fridays? What if the school district won't pay for it and, even with the Autism Scholarship that our state offers, we still have to pay $8000 a year out-of-pocket?"

Autism moms out there- are you sitting down? Because this will surely shock you: it looks like we will have to fight a little to convince the school district that this is the best thing for Henry. I broached the subject in an e-mail, and the Director of Special Ed wrote back saying (to paraphrase) Henry has made great progress here and I think he will continue to do the same in this community setting where he can spend lots of time in the general ed classroom and remain close to home and can go to school with his brother...

The first time I read the e-mail I was just pissed- she's saying no. A few hours later, I read it again and thought, ok, she is saying positive things about Henry, and I can give her the benefit of the doubt and think that she believes these things and isn't just trying to save money or whatever other political reasons she might have to keep him in the school. The bottom line is that most administrators probably only know the kid on paper. They talk about him once a year at the IEP meeting, and then everything is carefully crafted to be positive. Remember the school psychologist who observed Henry? He didn't happen to observe any disruptive behavior, basically thought the kid was cute as a button and a little renaissance man. Yes, those words can describe my child. But he also has defecits- lots of them. I am his mom and it may sound odd to hear me talking like this. But if no one else will, I have to.

I have been drafting a response that would involve calculating how many days this year I got a note home saying that Henry had hurt someone, and how many times that resulted in him missing out on "the general ed classroom" that day, or even a special activity.

But yesterday I got a big boost: I had e-mailed Henry's classroom teacher, asking her to call me. We decided that she is really the only one who knows the school Henry- day in and day out. (I should have e-mailed her a week ago, but at first thought that might be odd- like asking your current boss about a new job you're interested in.)

In brief, (this is already NOT brief) Mrs. C totally agreed with me. She offered to call around and ask some of her colleagues for any inside scoop on the school, but concurred with all my reasons for thinking this was a good move for Henry. As I suspected, she was basically alone in trying to manage the kids in her classroom, and agreed that a whole school full of people who get it would be preferable. She also pointed out that special areas like art and music would be more accessible to Henry, as the ones in the regular elementary school are sometimes too involved or complex for her kids to participate in.

And then, the kicker: she is actually moving, and won't be back to teach this school year. And when she called to tell her supervisor about this, she was told that her supervisor is no longer working for the county. This type of inconsistency is one more reason I am looking at the private school. Yes, they may still have a high teacher turnover, but the program is more likely to remain consistent.

Mrs. C also offered to talk to the Director of Special Ed about Henry, and I have also received some ammunition from a certain fiery Cuban autism teacher I know, which will help me in my rebuttal. I'm not good with confrontation, especially confronting authority. But I can learn to do it for my kid.

My 20th high school reunion is this weekend. Yesterday I looked through a bunch of old pictures, scanned them, e-mailed them to some friends, and laughed and laughed and laughed. I am looking forward to more laughter this weekend. It seems like I am really thirsty for it lately.