I would like to start this blog with an apology to someone who will probably never receive it.
If you were the man next to me in Asda at lunchtime, the bemused man on the self service tills, who's machine suddenly went berserk, screaming "Please wait for assistance!", I am sorry.
I caused the mayhem by putting my handbag on your scales.
"UNEXPECTED ITEM IN BAGGING AREA!"
I was that unexpected item and I apologise. Sorry, sorry and once again sorry!
You see, I was distracted. I had just checked my phone. My oh-so-too-smart-for- it's- own good phone. The one I am horribly addicted to, but means I am never truly safe.
There was an email.
It was one of those emails. The email parents of SEN children dread.
It floored me. First day back and we had a 'Moglet Number 2 has/has not ... (delete as appropriate)' email.
Why? How? We had tried so hard to get organised.
I mean...
He had done his homework.
We had printed it off.
We had stuck in all the loose sheets of paper cluttering up his bag.
I had updated his electronic calendar.
We had charged the i-Pad.
He had his PE kit.
He had his food tech ingredients.
He had instructions to put the ingredients in the food tech fridge AS SOON as he got to school. (Remember its mince beef, it WON'T be ok in your bag until last period!!)
He was reminded to go to Learning Support to organise his tray and collect the NECESSARY books for the day.
He was reminded to catch up with his Learning Support Teacher. ("Don't leave there until you have seen her!").
He was reminded to go to handwriting invention before registration.
And he was reminded to hand in his 'Go to work with a parent day' reply slip!.
What could possibly have gone wrong!!!!
Overload that's what. The list above speaks volumes. It's deafening.
So many reminders, so many interventions. Overload.
Trying so hard to remember, meant he had forgotten. Forgotten that we had printed off the geography report and put it in a wallet in his bag. So the homework that was missing, according to the email, wasn't missing at all.
It was just forgotten in the rest of the stuff, his poor dyspraxic brain had to remember.
That's thing about dyspraxia, why sometimes its bites you in the bum, no matter how hard you try.
Sometimes you are concentrating so hard on not forgetting, you forget to remember.
We will rise again.
I have bought a whiteboard!! Not sure what we are going to do with it, or how exactly it will help, but its there!
It was thinking about how to use the whiteboard that cause the "UNEXPECTED ITEM IN BAGGING AREA" fiasco.
Did I say I was sorry?
4 Comments
adele
6/1/2015 07:03:08 am
I love reading your blog xx
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Herdingmoggies
6/1/2015 07:12:59 am
Thank you Adele. Means a lot x
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kirsty
6/2/2015 05:43:18 am
Haha so organised. I would proceed using said whiteboard with caution. In our house it ended up being another thing on the list to remember to do. With 4 to herd though it could be what u need x
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rachel
6/2/2015 08:25:03 am
I fear you might be right Kirsty! It is currently being used to doodle on!!
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