This should not happen on a Friday...

Everyone needs a job.

In this economy, folk that have a job seem to be doing everything to keep their job. In my district I believe it is the folk that can get my students into Special Education.

See the thing is most people really don't WANT their kids in Special Ed. We all remember the jokes about the kids that were in the back of the school in the trailer, or eating lunch at a special table. Some kids really need some extra help!

I have a student who has been retained several times. To meet this child you would immediately realize that this child is in need of servicing. The first thing that I was told to do was to come up with interventions, which is a fancy smancy word for things that I do especailly for the child based on the data I have for the child (test scores and classwork) and work with this child individually. Luckily there is another teacher in the room with me, because the one on one time would be almost impossible.

Anyway for the last 6 weeks we have created a schedule to work with this baby one on one for at least 20 minutes twice a day. We have kept a detailed journal (my co-teacher is OCD so when I say detailed I mean DETAILED). Yesterday I got an email that said that the meeting for to determine servicing for the child was next week. I went to the guidence counselor to see just what forms I needed to transfer all my data to.

"Mrs. Green, I am really not sure."

What the hell?

Seems that the process for servicing children has changed, yet no one seems to know just what the new process and papper work is. I have examples of about 10 sheets of paper I could use, but we are not sure which ones will be accepted.

What the Fuck?
But you want me to fill out the sheets and then sometime next week we will determine if they are the right forms to have filled out.

Y'all got me fucked up.
I left the counselors office in a huff. How in the world can we as educators say that we are here to help the kids and we don't know what we are going to do to help them...or even what forms to fill out?

It's Friday. I give up for today.


Today...I don't love my job so much.