On Friday I picked Dawson up from school a couple of minutes early so that he could help me take all of the puppies to the vet.
The school counselor was in the office and was the person who actually called Dawson in his classroom to leave for the day.
She didn't acknowledge me at all.
No big deal, you say?
Well, about a month and a half ago I made a specific appointment with this counselor about the problems Dawson was having at school. I asked her to take an interest in Dawson and start having weekly meetings with him to discuss his progress and to show him that someone at the school cared about his progress. I cried in her office.
For several weeks in a row I asked him how his meetings were going with the counselor and he would say, "Fine. She asks me how I am doing and shows me my grades." I thought, "I do that."
I don't know how long it's been since he's actually met with her.
She apparently isn't meeting with him, and doesn't care. Because, I would assume that anyone regularly meeting with my son would acknowledge me in a room and maybe even speak to me about him. I would expect her to say something like, "I see Dawson's grades are better this semester. Do you feel he's doing better? Would you like to meet again to discuss his progress?"
Honestly, I don't think she even knew who I was, or who he is.
I walked out with further confirmation that this public school is not for him. He is invisible.
The school counselor was in the office and was the person who actually called Dawson in his classroom to leave for the day.
She didn't acknowledge me at all.
No big deal, you say?
Well, about a month and a half ago I made a specific appointment with this counselor about the problems Dawson was having at school. I asked her to take an interest in Dawson and start having weekly meetings with him to discuss his progress and to show him that someone at the school cared about his progress. I cried in her office.
For several weeks in a row I asked him how his meetings were going with the counselor and he would say, "Fine. She asks me how I am doing and shows me my grades." I thought, "I do that."
I don't know how long it's been since he's actually met with her.
She apparently isn't meeting with him, and doesn't care. Because, I would assume that anyone regularly meeting with my son would acknowledge me in a room and maybe even speak to me about him. I would expect her to say something like, "I see Dawson's grades are better this semester. Do you feel he's doing better? Would you like to meet again to discuss his progress?"
Honestly, I don't think she even knew who I was, or who he is.
I walked out with further confirmation that this public school is not for him. He is invisible.
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