I didn't sleep much last night, kept having nightmares. It might have had something to do with the telephone conversation I had before I went to sleep. I called my "best friend" from grade school because he failed Kindergarten, too.
He said his friends made fun of him throughout grade school which made him hate school, which made him not try, which made him fail 8th grade and then drop out of school. He never graduated. He does own a successful business now and he says he is over it, but I don't think he is.
Yesterday was the second worst day of my mommy life. All I want for my kids is for them to be healthy and happy. My only concern when I got my son's report card was how he was behaving in school (because I know how he can behave when he is tired and/or hungry).
“Meets Expectations, Progressing & Needs Improvement”
I was so excited when I got his report card on Monday and his teacher said he was "Respectful towards others, courteous, polite, very nice young gentleman." The other areas on his report card said "progressing" with a few "meets" and a few "needs", so I wasn't too worried. Actually, I wasn't worried at all. Now, I have very thick skin, there is nothing you could do or say to me that would hurt me, ever (been hurt too many times by people that were supposed to love me).
My only weaknesses have to do with my kids. So, when his kindergarten teacher said she wasn't sure she could pass him onto the first grade, my son's grade school life (and mine and my husband’s too) flashed before my eyes with everyone making fun of him for the next thirteen years and I burst into tears. Being made fun of for the next thirteen years is going to devastate my sensitive little boy and me along with him. I hope he is the tulip that just hasn't bloomed yet that she talked about. I think I am done crying now.
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