|An Overwhelming Day!|
I was already concerned about going to 2nd grade. I do not write very well, and sometimes I get picked on for it. Mom thinks it is from muscle tone or something to do with scar tissue. (MOM NOTE** On Benji's right wrist is where the PICC line was when he had the closed heart surgery to repair the CoArctation of the Aorta at one week of age. His right hand has always been a little weaker when it comes to grasping.) I am also worried about reading. I have read all the Dr. Seuss books in the library and what if there isn't anything else that I can read? Somethings are hard for me to read.
Most of all, the biggest thing I am worried about? What if I don't have any friends in my class? What if nobody likes me? What if my teacher don't like me? What if the class is loud? What if the teacher yells? What if? What if? What if?
Tuesday night mom made sure we went to Tae Kwon Do and I got a good work out in. I think it helped some. I fell alseep before we got home. I did sleep pretty good to. I did not want to go to school Wednesday morning though. I was too anxious. I was very worked up.
Then Mom reminded me again (she had told me a couple times) that just because my brother had the experience he had with this teacher, it did not mean that I would have the same experience. After all, the teacher I had last year, he also had and the experience was different. (MOM NOTE** Big brother likes to exaggerate and get under Benji's skin, the teacher is a good teacher. Homework was an issue but that is because big brother was lazy when it came to homework. Teacher is strict and organized, should work well.) After that reminder, I decided that my day was going to be better. Then when we got to school I saw a couple of my friends and found out some of them were in my class!
The first day went mostly well. There were a couple bumps. I was very tired after school. And mom said I was a little stimmy when I got home. I was crashing into things and falling on the floor. At church I did stay with her and dad because my day wore me out.
Now, I feel better... still a bit anxious. Tonight's Tae Kwon Do workout will be needed. I just need for those around me to understand that I get overwhelmed, and when I do I need a break. I don't expect kids my age to always get it, but I need for adults to be understanding.
Maybe you aren't an adult around me, but you are around a kid like me. The best thing you can do is just try to be understanding. Picking on a kid and saying things like "Aww... you had to stay with your mommy." is mean. It's being a bully. Especially if you have already been told the kid is special needs. Be loving and nurturing. Lose the hate.