I looked at the calendar today, really looked at it, and realized that the summer break from school is already half way over. How did we get here so quickly?
I’m not ready to start thinking of school supply lists, school fees, new clothes and shoes.
I’m not ready to fill out the pages and pages of forms on which no information has changed from last year. Why can’t the information be transferred year after year, letting parents verify instead of getting writer’s cramp?
I’m not ready to start training another teacher for Ashley – trying to make that person understand that deafblindness is a unique disability that is not the same as being only blind or only deaf.
I’m not ready to insist that Jessica’s teachers have high expectations for her and teach her math and reading rather than cooking and shopping.
I’m not ready to start the homework struggles with Corey, and holding my breath each time his report card is due to come home.
I’m not ready to deal with late buses, nurses who overreact and school administrators who have lost sight of why they chose the education field.
Five weeks left, and I refuse to think about these things for at least the next three weeks.