First
grade was more challenging. I had refused up to this point to tell
the school about his ADHD. I heard horror stories of how schools
would force your child to be on medication or they couldn’t come to
school. I didn’t want that label to be with him through school.
After some very long talks and a lot time spent in the classroom, the
teacher became more sympathetic. We made a deal, though. I could
usually tell in the morning if it was going to be a bad day and on
those days, Todd just stayed home with me. Once he got to school, if
things didn't seem to be going well, she would call and I would bring
him home.
Second
grade was amazing. We were blessed to have the best teacher in the
world. First, she loved Todd and that is half the battle. She had
very little difficulty and Todd adored her. I often told people if
they could just get to know Todd and if they loved him, none of the
other stuff was as important. She used very positive discipline
techniques and never once had to call me at home. Todd loved school
and I begged her to just keep changing grades right along with Todd.
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