Well, it finally happened and I cannot say that I am surprised. The huge Middle School Meltdown.....
Last year in Elementary school Logan was graduated from Special Ed math to regular math on his IEP. It was fantastic, he was so proud ( as he should be) and loved getting to stay in class with everyone else. On we go to Middle School, I honestly thought the first day of school Logan would crack and meltdown. But, he didn't short of playing with water to calm himself down, (running water, it's his go to thing) he did great. Logan did not loose it when classes changed or when teachers changed he was OK. I think it might have been because we talked about this all summer long but whatever the reason he survived YAY!!
Move on to day two; we are doing homework and I ask him who his math teachers is and I look it up and it's a SpEd teacher. Grrr, no no he needs to be in regular math, not SpEd. So I innocently tap out a nice letter to his Advisor please look into this I am pretty sure he needs to be in regular not SpEd, please advise. Nothing pushy not rude, I thought maybe the summer made my brain mush and made it all up. While at work I get a call from his school, on of those canned mass message deals, it says not to expect immediate schedule changes they are working on doing as many as possible it might take a week and so on. I'm like great I can prepare Logan for it... one day next week they are going to change your schedule.
Oh NO NO NO NO apparently my e mails are golden and special and get turn around 12 hour service o_O
I got the bus route changed for middle and elementary by writing an e mail.... but that is a story for a different day. Mind you other parents would KILL I mean literally KILL for 12 hour schedule changes (you've seen the news, moms in TX go whack on crack over stuff like this :) Not me, I would love the week to prepare, why are we so special? Geesh! They change the kids schedule while he is in first period, meet him out side of his class room walk him to his new second period hand him a new schedule and pat him on his head and leave. This is about where it started.... now he is in band second period. Not too bad it's Clarinets and he plays Sax still would wind...were good, a little unsettling but good. 3rd period, A lunch, 4th period, and then it happens. He walks into a brand new math class knows, no one, the kids are handing in their homework of which he has none, the teacher passes out text books and tries to throw in a lesson all in rapid fire succession. Logan looses it, gets up crying goes to his advisers office says he is NOT going back and proceeds to melt down.
The adviser tries to reason with him, I give her an "A" for effort but there is NO reasoning with a kid in full tilt meltdown. We have all been there, you have to talk them off their ledge (that's what I call it) it takes a very long time. So in an effort to get the kid into his 6th period class she offers him an out, she says give it 2 weeks and if you don't like it you can go back. WTF!!! noooooooooooo there are no outs lady, he has to do this, he CAN do this, don't tell him if you still do bad in 2 weeks you can go back. Guess what he does, he will do bad for 2 weeks and then want to go back. She failed big fat "F"
Nope not in my house. My mother raised by a woman who, in the 20's, survived polio and graduated from UT with a degree in education, taught my mother who was dyslexic and graduated from TCU in 3 years in the 50's, that just because you have something wrong with you, gives you in no way shape or form the card to not succeed. In all aspects of life. Logan is not allowed to use the "but, I'm autistic" card to not succeed. Logan makes straight A's, the only class Logan is still in SpEd for is English. He is 100% smart enough and able to make it, in regular classes. But, if you just throw him in there with no notice he will fail, Logan hates to fail.
His, adviser e mails me, she doesn't even call me??!! e mails me that all of this went down but that she checked on him and he seems to be doing fine. RIIIIGHHHHTTTT!!! That's why he calls me at work crying inconsolably telling me what happened? No he is NOT, OK. Not, right now the kid had a full tilt meltdown at school infornt of kids and ran down the hallways screaming and crying in your office and you tell me he is OK (big fat FAIL again). I try to defuse him over the phone again this is like throwing wet sponges at a fire...it's not helping. I tell him to go play the Wii till we get home.
So one long hour later we are home, he is still crying, he is still in his room. My heart is breaking, I call him down and we make ravioli (Italian is his favorite) and while we are cooking dad and I double team the meltdown. Oh did I mention I have also started my wine bottle :) he says that basic math is easy, and the regular teacher is too fast, and he hates, it and he will never catch up and on and on. I simply and quietly tell him that he cannot go back to basic math, that would be like going back to elementary school it's just not possible, and that his best bud has the same math teacher the hour before. the diffusion is slowly working. We are cooking and talking and I am drinking up to 2 glasses at this point and we are crying and hugging. By the time the sauce is ready to just simmer for a bit, and the ravioli are made, we have made out way to the dinning room table and we are working on MATH homework. AND he is doing it on his own with little to no intervention from myself or dad. I give myself and dad and A+ and Logan well there is no possible way to score that high.
All in all we will learn from this and move on. I think we might have come out of this one a little bit better than when we went it. At the end of the night I got the mail and Logan had a hand written letter in it from a sweet lady at church who saw him get Baptized. It simply said that she was proud of him and couldn't wait to see what he did with this gift God gave him. He beamed and said "MOM she's proud of me and I didn't know her until Sunday!" That right there was the absolute greatest possible way to end that day. God blesses us and shows His grace in the most amazing ways, it's good to be loved like that and to see the His love in others shared like that too.
He went to school today happy and focused on succeeding, and doing this thing the Logan way, and that is ALL I can expect. Everyday he amazes me, everyday he makes me proud, Everyday I am blessed to be his mom.
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