Just kidding. But he didn’t get into the integrated program. It was heartbreaking and I am so very disappointed in the teachers and the program. I was a bit shell shocked. A little part of me, maybe 25%, thought they might say no but flat out NO! The worst part was when the coordinator told me they don’t teach beyond the child’s next level of placement…or something like that. I said even if his placement is self-contained he lives in this world, among typically developing people. Well, I was told they are there to educate him and not concern themselves with what is beyond that. That was the most shocking and disappointing thing of all. They have bascially compartmentalized my son. I argued till I was blue in the face but it was useless. Our expectations of Owen, it seems, are quite different from theirs.
But there is hope. Owen’s home teacher, whom we have had with us for about 2 years, wants us to call another meeting. All I was asking for was 15 min a day, 2-3 times a week. She wants to fight to give him this chance. Kevin teleconferenced but he will come to the next meeting. I had my tape recorder in the car–just to make me feel better but I will bring it in next time. However, at the end of the day, if we don’t like what they have to offer…we can leave. And we don’t really have anyplace else to bring him.
It ain’t over.