It's been a week of work, and vomiting, and meetings, with just a little bit of the rage virus added in for good measure. I finished my freelance job, and God willing, I will be paid some day. I'm excited to be back to blogging now that I have a minute or two of free time.
Hump day brought our IEP eligibility meeting. Not good my friends. I guess I've know for a long time that I find negativity highly motivating, but this meeting really brought it home. I can't remember the last time I was in a room with such a bunch of unprofessional hacks, and I'm not even going to qualify that with any excuses about how they must have hard jobs or how they have to work within a broken system. There is no excuse for what I saw in that room.
I'm taking the details straight to the ombsbudsperson for the school system. The short version is that they were about to formally deny LB services, when I pulled a bureaucratic maneuver that forced the school team to throw out all of their findings and start over. It was definitely a strange moment. [Insert warfare or card playing metaphor here.] Even though we kept them from getting what they wanted (a closed case), I left the building feeling dirty. I want to believe in public education, and it sucks to see in action those people who ruin it for everyone: certainly for students and their parents, but also for the good educators in the system, who have to see their efforts to actually educate children constantly thwarted by people who are there to play the game and collect a check.
It's going to be a long 16 years.