Today was report card day. As i expected, in a locked away corner of my heart, toby didn't meet the requirements for grade one.
In a fit of motherhood hysteria (which i promised myself i would never do) i raced off to the school to talk to the principals. The minute i started talking i burst into tears. I just couldn't help it.
Luckily for me they are the nicest, gentlest souls around and they eased me through a lovely and difficult conversation. They reassured me that everything would be okay. That toby is doing well and has come a long way. That because our school uses multi-age groupings toby would remain with his peer group and be given every opportunity to catch up and would never be singled out. Probably, he won't even notice.
It was so hard though. Being vulnerable that way. Letting them know how much it hurts me that it is hard for him. That he is having trouble. That the road ahead of us will be difficult and long. That their kind words really didn't make the sting go away.
Posted by Jess at 05:16 PM Permalink

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Not that this makes the sting go away either. But take comfort in the fact that he is just starting his school years - I have a friend that pitched the mother of all momma fits and so the school promoted her daughter. She struggled thru the next two years (again barely making it to the next grade) and in the end of 3rd grade she didn't make it unfortunately that is the year that the other kids (the ones her age - her friends - her group) moved to a new wing in the school. She would have been less devistated had Mom let them hold her back in K - then she would have met other kids (the ones she eventually graduated with) and lessen the blow to her self esteem!
Posted by MotherHubbard | June 21, 2006 06:23 PM