Yes, again

The school garbage continues. I'm a little more than frustrated. Last night I talked to Keith about it and said that I thought we should call the principal and have Hannah switched to a new class after spring break. He agreed. I had to call her teacher last night. Well, after the phone call, he thought that we should just leave her there (still) and started saying that Hannah does have ADD and maybe we should look into medicating her. One of my professors in Lakeland said that he doesn't really "believe" in ADD/ADHD except in some very rare and extreme cases. That many parents and teachers just want to label kids to solve the problem. Another one of my professors said he feels that it's overused and often wrongly used. I really wish the first professor I mentioned was able to sit and talk to Hannah. He couldn't because that would be a "dual relationship" because I was his student, but if he could... well, that would put my mind at ease.

Hannah hasn't been to see the psychologist since she was sick that one day and we had to cancel. Oddly though, it seems like she is doing worse in school since we started going. In some ways, this whole ordeal has been harder for me to contend with than Keith's cancer. Not entirely, but in many ways, if that makes sense. With Keith's illness, it just "happened". Certain things may have played a role in him getting cancer (like his diet, something in the environment, genetics?), but for the most part, it just happened. He went for treatment, it was wiped out, back to life as normal as possible.

With Hannah, it's just being constantly, daily, bombarded with negativity. This beautiful, funny, intelligent, wonderful little girl who is the center of my world can do no right. She went from being in a gifted group to being a borderline juvenile delinquent. Her teacher said she's "sneaky" and is lying.

She accused Hannah of stealing yesterday. Apparently, Hannah was playing with a stretchy cord at recess and put it around her neck and forgot she had it on. When they were in a play later on, Hannah realized it was on her neck, took it off and was holding it in her hand so she wouldn't leave it around her neck and forget again - they were in the middle of an assembly. Her teacher came over and said, "why are you stealing from me?"

Hannah's grounded on school days until her grades and her behavior improve, and she's not able to watch TV until her homework is finished. We took a long walk after finishing homework yesterday. We do need to hold her accountable if she's not doing what she's supposed to, but I do wonder if it's a largely biased call on the teacher's part. I know that Hannah can be giggly, talkative, and lose focus, but at this point, I don't think that she will ever measure up in the teacher's eyes.