Well this morning tested me to know end. I am very anti establishment and today I had to deal with it.
For all of the readers that have not followed me very long let me give you some background info.
I am very anti establishment and I will push the limits all the time. I am very anti "school" and anti "military". I have home schooled and unschooled. I believe that a real education does not happen in a class room. I love all of our guys uniforms. I am so proud of all of them, however I do not agree with the military being the worlds band aids.
This morning I had a meeting at Ryans school. The only reason Ryan is in school is because I needed a break and I was hoping that these "teachers" would be able to do a better job of educating him then I was doing. The key word there is hoping. If you want to see me shake just mention the letters IEP!
Well yesterday Ryan's teacher called me and said that I missed his IEP. What? I said "I called you on Friday to see what day you had rescheduled this meeting for and you never called me back, and now you are telling me that I missed it?" So we agreed to have it at 8 a.m. this morning.
For me that means I have to drag my bum out of bed, get dressed and do something with my hair, just so I can sit in a room full of people that I can't stand!
I arrive at the front office and the principal ( who I really like except when involves Ryan) says Mrs. Nelson we have you for noon. What? I said " Karen I called the teacher last Friday and she never called me back. Then she called me yesterday and said that we were going to do it today at 8:00 a.m. I am here."
So we were getting ready to go into the meeting when I heard them page Ryan up to the office. I looked at Karen and said "Why is Ryan coming?" Karen very nicely said "Well this is his IEP and now that he is in Junior high he has the right to be here." I just smiled and said "I am his mother and I don't want him here and I don't think you do either because I don't have very many nice things to say." Ryan was sent back to class.
After two hours of being with these "professionals" I swear I lost brain cells! I even asked Karen for a pillow so I could continue to bang my head against the wall. I did not take any shit from his teacher and she now hates me. Trust me I will not loose sleep over this issue.
Then Ryan's language art's tells me that Ryan is reading at grade level, but he is not understanding it all. Gee do you think? Then this teacher goes on to tell me that Ryan is going to join the military. I looked this man straight in the face and said "MY SON WILL NOT". The teacher then told me that I should not limit my child. O.K. dude you just struck a nerve in me. I could see my hands going around this guys neck and slowly choking the life out of this man. I looked at him and said "RYAN WILL NOT GO INTO THE MILITARY EVEN IF THEY FIND A MAGIC CURE FOR HIM". This teacher left the room thinking that I was a total bitch. Not that I really care.
I called Rusty and told him everything that happened. Rusty said that Ryan will not go into the military because he would come home in a body bag.
I will not sacrifice my children to the military. I have give my husband, my father and my father in law. They will not get my son. End of statement.
Oh I need a good pill.
The rest of the day has just been busy.