Today was day # 5 of school, my first email to the asst. principal (AP), and my son's first absence from school. He called me at 11:00 to be picked up due to his terrible back ache. (See number 2 in this previous post...) At first I was concerned that he had some bladder, kidney, boy part, I don't know what kind of injury from today's bullying event. After talking to him, I thought he was just shaken up and encouraged him to get through the day. Absences are very hard for him and he misses frequently due to various things. Therefore, I try to keep him there once he gets there. I told him to march directly across the hall to visit the AP to discuss the bullying thus far this year. He said, ok mom...and was off. At 2:00 the nurse called again. Brennan asked me to puleeeez pick him up, cuz his back, feet, ankles, etc. etc. were hurting to badly for him to finish the day. I had almost finished my work day and didn't have to be at my internship for 2 hours...so I went to pick him up. I had a 'comfort' conversation with him...letting him talk a lot...discussing what happened, reassuring him that he is fabulous and that I love him no matter what...during this conversation he said..."I love PE" followed by, "I hate PE"
The Mr and I have discussed taking him out of PE, but the socialization and physical activity is so necessary for him. After this week I am wondering if the risks outweigh the benefits. My son confirmed that he loves PE and all the activity...he loves that he feels more awake after all that movement...he loves being with regular kids...he hates bullies...he hates being hurt...he hates being humiliated...he hates being laughed at...at this point my heart breaks, I rub his soft hair, and tell him it's going to be ok. At this point, I wish I knew in my heart that it will be.
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Hopefully things will get better, my prays will be with you. I have my son in a school that doesn't condone bullying, but even there we have to be involved everyday. Hope you have a nice weekend.
My heart is breaking for your son, Jacque. I was often the target of some mean girls in my class and I'm telling you, just thinking about it makes me feel sick to my stomach. When I think of how many nights I couldn't sleep because I was so stressed about school the next day....I wish I could say it made me stronger, but no. Sadly, not. It did make me sensitive about how I raise my children to act, though. I'm so sorry that's happening to your family.
I sit here with tears in my eyes, as I read your story of the bullying. My heart goes out to you and your son.
My three daughters are all raised and have children of their own. But, I still remember them coming home from school, talking about how some child had been mistreated by a bully. During a couple of those times, one or other of my girls had gotten in trouble for helping the bullied child. I went to the Superintendants office and was shocked at how uncaring the school can be sometimes. I just don't know if there is an answer to all this. It is just so sad that parents don't teach their children better behavior. It then travels from generation to generation. I sometimes think it's because those children have simply not been taught to understand the golden rule.
My 22 year old granddaughter's job is staying with two autistic brothers. They are 14 and 16 and the sweetest little guys ever. She dearly loves them and also deals with similar issues. I pray that life will change for the better, until then we just have to keep trying to do what we can to make it so.
It seems to me that you are a wonderful mother and are doing everything you can. Bests to you and your family.
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