Before we began this year, we didn’t even know which grade our son would go into. The school didn’t believe our son could manage 2nd grade material or even sitting in a classroom like other children, so they wanted to hold him back. I fought it with every fiber of my being because I knew he could do more. It took much persuasion to get them to agree to put him in the grade he belonged in, but he’s there. And yes, we had a rocky start, but not nearly as rocky as one might have predicted. But, it’s turning around and I’m glad that we believed in him and we believe in him still.
The past week, we’ve seen Squeaker go from having lots of frowns on his behavior chart to getting more and more smiles. We had reports in the beginning of him refusing to work and sleeping in class. Since we’ve been working with his teacher, coordinating with his doctor, and reinforcing things at home, he’s gotten more cooperative. Even at home, we’re not seeing nearly as much resistance on the homework front. This past week, he’s had so many ice cream sandwiches for good behavior, and he’s loving it!
And then today, he brought home this:
Yes, that’s right. He’s got smiles all the way down his chart. And I see he fell asleep at the end of the day, but he made it through the bulk of the day first. He made it through both maths, reader’s workshop, reading, writing, fundations (another reading program), and his elective classes, before finally zonking out. When I dropped him off this morning, he didn’t want to get out of the car because he wanted to sleep more. He had fallen asleep on the long drive to the daycare, so I wondered about his day, but I told him to make sure he had a good day so he didn’t lose his reward. He followed through.
This demonstrates a huge amount of growth on his part. Growth that no one, aside from his parents, thought he could show. When I went to a parent information meeting last night, I spoke to his special education teacher. She said she feels like they’re starting to make some real progress with them. I told her that he can do so much more than he shows and that I really meant what I said when we had all those meetings before school started. When he says “I don’t know,” it doesn’t mean “I don’t know.” It just means “I don’t feel like talking to you.” He has to have someone to push him. She says she’s starting to see that, and I’m glad to hear that. He needs someone there in his corner that will cheer for him, encourage him, and tell him that he can do more.
I want my son to grow, learn, and know the value of hard work. I want him to realize his potential. He hears every day that we’re proud of how much he’s grown up. Every day that he does something else that he’s never done before, we cheer for him. He beams with pride and sits a little higher in his seat. It makes him want to do it again. It’s all because we believe in him. We believe and he knows, so he does. Imagine what he will conquer next.