The sun is shining, the sky is blue and my 8 year old son was up at 5:00 a.m. while Sydney is still in the land of slumber. My son woke up bright and early this morning because as he said, “I’m excited to see my new school and I just couldn’t wait”. These are the kind of words a mother wants to hear, the excitement, the anticipation of a new challenge. Now, what does the future hold for Sydney? give me a hour and we’ll see.
We talked about going to the new school throughout the weekend. I gave them an overview of how I think the morning would go and I am hoping that we will be able to tour the school. I filled out the paperwork last night and my dilemma was how much do I tell this new school about Sydney. I’m really hoping that this will be a new start for her so in some ways I want to just let her enter into the new school system as Sydney typical 7 year old 1st grader. The reality, I’ll have to let them know about her past because that will help us in for the future.
My goal for her this September? To be able to be Sydney, not the unwilling, sitting in the cubby, chronically unhappy, challenging student that she’s been made out to be. I hope that the new faculty recognizes that when she walks into a new situation, new environment, she is terrified not being defiant. I hope that the people who are in my childs life everyday will not want to punish her for her inability but be able to recognize and enjoy her abilities because let me tell you when she trusts you she shines and her smile and laughter is absolutely contagious.
Keep your fingers crossed and wish me good luck.
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