I have been avoiding this space for multiple reasons. A certain website has been sending me unwanted traffic lately. I have not gone over to read what they are saying but I am sure whatever they are saying about me is not helpful, constructive, or positive . Also I have been trying to write songs. Writing songs requires some rumination and a different type of writing than blogging. It’s exciting to have our new ideas taking shape and coming forth with music.
Onto school. For the last two weeks Ryan as been a mess. His PTSD symptoms were back with a vengeance. The poor kid was up at night with nightmares and falling apart during the day. After a few days I asked him what was wrong. He said he was worried about going to school. What if his new school started acting like the old school? What if his new teacher, who we already know, was like his abuser? I hugged him and said that if his new school started acting like his old I would immediately find another option for him. I never willingly left him in public school to be abused and if he told me what was going on I would do something about it. It helped for that day but he still had trouble sleeping that week.
Last Thursday we went to school for a while to meet with the boy’s teachers to discuss the coming school year. We had trouble getting to the classroom on time because we were busy hugging all the teachers, all the way through the school. They are starting the high school this year and we wanted to see the changes on the second floor. Aaron got very comfortable in his classroom immediately. He plopped down on a bunch of pillows and started reading. When it was time for me to go to Ryan’s classroom, Aaron’s teacher told me to leave him reading even though she had another family scheduled to be in soon. Ryan and I went off to his classroom and we listened to his teacher. I urged him to discuss his fears with her. He said, I am afraid you won’t be kind to me. She said Ryan I work hard to treat the kids in my class like I want my own children to be treated. I will be firm, fair, and kind. You are going to learn and we are going to have fun doing it. She then let him touch the class lizard, which entranced him.
A huge smile spread across his face. He has not had a bad dream since.