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Wednesday, July 21, 2004

Looks like it's gonna be home schooling again

It's amazingly difficult to send a child to public school these days. I had no idea, not having dealt with the public schools since about 1988. Nick and I stopped at the county high school this morning, birth certificate in hand, certain that more would be required but equally certain that I could come up with whatever they wanted—immunization records, Sylvan test scores—little things like that.

Guess again. What they wanted—what they demanded, in fact—was for me to be Nick's legal guardian. Shelley certainly isn't willing to give up guardianship of her child, and even if she was, it isn't something that can be done lightly or in haste. It requires the filing of legal papers, an appearance of all parties in Juvenile Court, and heaven knows what else. Probably a home study, since Nick is a minor. I don't want anyone to see my home right now—the front porch still has no steps, Nick's bedroom and the living room still have no carpet, Clarence's bedroom is packed to the ceiling with boxes and there are ant baits everywhere.

The whole tone of the interview was offensive, though I'm certain the guidance counsellor didn't intend it to come across that way. She asked me whether his last school would report any kind of attendance or disciplinary problems if she were to ask about them. Phrasing the question that way sounded to me like the cop at a traffic stop: "Ma'am, would I find any weapons or illegal drugs if I were to search your car?"

I replied hesitantly that I wasn't sure about attendance, as he hadn't been living with me at the time. She wrote "Attendance?" on the sheet of paper on which she was making notes, then asked Nick whether he had ever hit another student, or had problems with fighting. Nick answered, after some prodding from me, that he had shoved people away from him when they hit him. She wrote "Displinary issues" on her paper.

Nick is one of those kids who come across as vulnerable to bullying, and I told her that. "But he can't hit back," she said earnestly. "It's important that kids report such behavior to a teacher." I pointed out that teachers can't be everywhere at once, and that bullies always say the other child hit first.

"But when witnesses say one child wasn't at fault," she objected, "we don't punish that child."

I think that's the point at which I gave up on them. Every parent of a bullied child knows the bullies are past masters at hitting, pinching, scratching and shoving without being seen. It does no good for the child to report the behavior; he or she just gets a reputation with the teachers as a troublemaker and with the other kids as a whining tattletale. If the parents get involved, then the child has the additional burden of "troublemaking parents."

Shelley and I are talking about options, but the bottom line is that the school doesn't want Nick unless they have a local legal parent. He would be starting off the school year with a disciplinary question mark against him, and this school appears to have the same prison-lockdown mentality as the last one he attended (where he was given three days of in-school suspension for drinking from the "wrong" water fountain). Home schooling again this year is going to be difficult for me, with my increased work load, but I'd rather do it than see him go through the same garbage he's had to deal with before.
posted by Liz @ 11:55 PM     |


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