| Lots of energy in our house. |
Well, the principal and teacher do not want to pass along
our letter to parents of children in Luke’s class because they feel it would
“add fuel to the fire.” Some parents have actually complained about having Luke in the class and want him out. I’m not sure whether they are saying that Luke is disruptive or aggressive, but I don’t see either one as being an overarching
problem in the classroom. Yes, I understand it might take time to deal with Luke, but it takes time to help a child who is struggling with reading or a
child who is hearing impaired. Should we kick them all out? We wouldn’t have a
class left.
So the principal told me that this letter would just make
other parents more concerned that their children were being deprived, and that
they wouldn’t care about my son’s rights to appropriate education. I really
didn’t know what to say after that, so I just left it. I could find the class
parents and deliver the letters on my own, I guess. Not sure what we’ll do
next.
Next subject. I am reading the book, Buzz:
A Year of Paying Attention by Katherine
Ellison. “A hilarious and heartrending account of one mother’s journey to
understand and reconnect with her high-spirited preteen son—a true story sure
to beguile parents grappling with a child’s bewildering behavior.” –from Amazon
The mother and son are both dealing with ADHD, and I love
Ellison’s honest and funny take on their life. And she explores every avenue of
ADHD treatment that I’ve ever wanted to look into. I’ll let her visit Dr.
Daniel Amen and get a brain scan so I don’t have to—unless she says it was
worth it.
The book is fabulous. I read a review of it a while ago that
wasn’t particularly glowing, so I didn’t rush out and get it, but I’ll tell you
to rush out and get it. It may be that I relate well to their situation, but I
think anyone dealing with ADHD can find some gems of wisdom and black comedy in
there.
For instance, Ellison has a little epiphany about how her
son’s behavior is exacerbated by his own stress and is not just a ploy to
destroy her sanity—something I have to remind myself over and over again:
“Suddenly, he’s no longer my
persecutor, the rebel lashing out against a weakened foe, the spoiled symbol of
everything that’s going wrong with American youth, the painfully public proof
of how Jack [her husband] and I have screwed up as parents.
“He’s just nine years old. He’s
getting scolded at home, and teased, rejected, and reprimanded every single day
at school. His mother is unhappy, her behavior erratic….
“On top of all this, he has just
learned that he has something wrong with his brain.
“He’s scared. And he’s calling
9-1-1 for help.”
Do you relate?