457 days…
First day of winter.
It was cold …. 19 degrees (shaddup – you know how I consider anything below 20 degrees to be cold).
So cold I actually put the heater on! I know!
K was sick again … she hasn’t been to school all week as she has been this croaky, coughing mess all week.
Yesterday morning, she came to me and said: “Mummy, I feel like mud. Can you do anything to make me feel better – like kill me or something”.
She wasn’t being funny.
So I had to have the day off yesterday with her.
Poor kiddo.
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I worked all day today – my normal groups this morning and year 1 this arvo.
Gorgeous kids. ..
.including one little girl whose father died a week or so ago.
I met her mother as well and she almost hugged me when I told her that I knew a little about how she was feeling. I knew.
This forced solo-parent family deal is getting ridiculous. There’s an epidemic at our school.
It has to stop.
Or at least we need to do more than throw the guidance counsellor in their general direction and watch as she yet again tests every conceivable childhood ‘test” (from IQ to EQ to trauma to ASD … Whipsi Whispy Whapsi Whatever) and talks a bit and then recommends extra TLC because the kid is basically just sad.
Which is great, but there’s only so much TLC time you can devote to any one kid, given that each of the 26 classes has about 5 kids that need various levels of TLC for dead parents, dead aunties and uncles, sick parents, separated parents, mentally unwell parents….. and since none of things is an official “diagnosis” of anything other than pervasive sadness, there’s no extra TLC suppliers (ie teachers and aids) employed.
We so need a chaplain.
Now.
Please.
Talk to your people and I’ll talk to mine …
I miss you.
I love you.
XA
I’ll talk to my people too.
I’ll talk to mine, as well.
Should be a given that there is a chaplain available. My grandkids attend two primary school in SW Brisbane, & I’m sure there is a chaplain at each of these. Not sure about the high school the older grandkids go to.
My people are pretty unresponsive this week but I’ll chat you up despite. I hope K gets to feeling better; that’s a thought-provoking comment for her to make about how she feels inside. Wish I could just hug her and sit on the swing and rock–for both of us.
Hi Amanda, I don’t see a direct link to contact you…so forgive me for leaving a comment asking…would you please get in touch? I’d like to discuss something with you, and find myself at a loss for how to contact you!
Thanks in advance 🙂
Michele
I have e-mailed you Michele