Hannah's teacher called Keith on his cell phone after 9 last night. I guess Keith had called the school on Friday while he was at work and asked for her to call him back because Thursday night's homework brought more tears. So, they revisited the whole issue of "stop and jots", of homework that lasts more than 2 hours most nights. Keith mentioned her awards in FL, her work in the special accelerated program... her teacher said Hannah is an average math student, average in general and may have a problem with dyslexia.
I'm frustrated because it's the tedious restrictions that are killing Hannah, not the work. She doesn't need more challenging rigid structure to follow, she needs someone who will engage her... So, she thinks Hannah may have some sort of dyslexia. Great. She isn't able to make that diagnosis. Why isn't she referred to someone who is? Hannah's doing better behavior wise, she said, but you know what? She also has finally moved her closer to the front of the room. Hmm... think there's a correlation there? She also said that Hannah gets very emotional and has crying spells when she thinks about a certain song, etc. and it reminds her of her friends in Florida. I don't understand why she hasn't given a recommendation to someone then about Hannah's problems.
I don't know what to do. I had teachers that I know had it out for me as a child. It was hell going to school. I remember my second grade teacher who was going to do everything in her power to let me know I was nothing special. I had an 8th grade English teacher who just gave me bad grades and recommended I be put in a lower functioning class -- I never understood the personality conflict there, but I can assure you that is what it was... Now that I'm an adult, I'd love to sit down with some of these teachers on equal footing. BUT, Hannah doesn't appear to be having that problem. She seems to genuinely like her teacher.
That's that. I'm trying not to go on and on about it, because really, it's the same issue we've been having since we moved here. Maybe Hannah's not communicating effectively. Maybe we're not. I just don't know. Not sure what else to do. Tired of that feeling.
Today is Keith's birthday. I'm going to run out when I pick up Hannah and get stuff to make him meatloaf and all of his other favorite stuff.
I have been working on the clutter again today. Emptied another box of craft stuff. I had grand ambitions of getting it all done by tonight so we could sit in the dining room and eat, but I think that's just unrealistic. I will continue to work on it though. I can see things coming together so I feel good about the progress, even if it's not completely finished.
I'm just like Hannah, bad about staying "on task". I can only sit and do it for so long before I end up wandering someplace else. Ie: I don't know what compelled me to sit at the computer and start updating my blog since I just came in here to hang up some more ribbon. See, I get off track easily. I've always been that way. I guess that's why I really FEEL for Hannah. It has been something that I've literally struggled with all of my life, everyday. I don't know what to do to help her.
Ugh. Anyway. I started saying that today is Keith's birthday! Please take a minute to jot him a happy birthday note. I think he's going to be a little lonely here in NC this year.
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