Week two at High School, a follow up from Starting High School.
Thankyou all for your interest and encouraging words about my son’s first day in specialist education and also high school.
It’s been an emotional week as I have had time to reflect on his time in primary school now we are no longer living the nightmare that lasted seven years. I’ve decided to start trying to raise awareness of what some children face in mainstream schools and have written two extremely difficult to write posts about frequent problems my son faced in primary school.
If you have read them you will understand the contrast we are experiencing now and why I am so relieved that he is in the school he’s in.
Last week went well. He came home happy every day. The only hiccup all week was Wednesday and here is where the contrast between schools is so evident.
He has PE on Wednesdays. This was his first Wednesday. He hates getting changed. He was worried he wouldn’t be good at the sport. He was worried other children would laugh at him and he was worried because he didn’t know who the PE teacher was.
He was in a bit of a state by the time he got in the taxi and even tried to get out halfway up the road and when he eventually set off he was crying his eyes out with his coat over his head. I rang the school and explained why he was about to arrive in a huge stress! I was reassured they would deal with it and not to worry.
It’s hard not to worry because past experience has taught me that this type of start to a morning would turn into a meltdown, pick your child up early kind of day so I made a cup of tea, had a little cry and waited not very patiently for the call to pick him up.
Twenty minutes later the head teacher rang me to explain that he had turned up at school and was very distressed when they met him from the taxi so they had taken him to a quiet room and had a chat about PE. They had got the PE teacher into the room to meet him and the PE teacher had told him not to worry about being good at sports because he himself was rubbish at football. He was told no one would laugh at him and he was given the choice to stop PE if he was struggling. They also told him PE includes climbing and canoeing (!) at this school. Then when he was feeling happier they got him some breakfast and I wasn’t to worry because he was happy. They dealt with the situation perfectly for my son and he came home on Wednesday happy like every other day.
For me this is such a big deal. My son has never come home and said he’s had a good day at school. We have had daily meltdowns for seven years of primary school and I have had endless meetings and been called into school constantly but now my son likes school! I’m not having to worry while he’s at school because he is in the right environment now and he’s being taught and looked after by people that understand him and his needs!
At the end of the week I had another phone call from the head to tell me that he is really pleased with my son who he thinks is a lovely, polite child. Such a contrast from the “your son is really naughty, don’t you think it would be better if you kept him at home” that I’m used to hearing!
I am beginning to think it is the best decision I ever made getting him out of mainstream!
Thank You for your wonderful support and encouragement over the last week!
For those of you with unhappy children trapped in mainstream schools, and I know there are many due to the overwhelming agreement and response to my latest posts, big hugs and don’t ever give up fighting for your babies!