It’s nearly been a year
Since you’ve been gone
No chance to say goodbye
The stroke that took you was too strong
You are missed
For your honesty and your advice
It was always there, harsh or mild
But the follow up smile was so nice
You were the hub of the family
A router for news and chat
A void that can’t be filled
And that simply, is that
The children talk about you
They wonder how you are
Perhaps you’re looking down on us all
Smiling from that brightest star
We had so much to tell you
New school, new achievements and the like
You’d have loved seeing D
Smiling on her new trike
On the anniversary
What will we do?
I expect we’ll chat, cry and hug
Light a candle for you
Not long until half term (thank goodness), T and D are getting quite weary and it shows in their tolerance (or lack of) levels of each other.
Earlier D was asking me enthusiastically what day it was tomorrow. I replied “Thursday”, thinking she was excited about the school disco that her SN school will be running. It’s only for an hour and reasonably early, the first one they’ve run in years.
Nope, she was excited because Thursday means it’s nearly Friday!
I hope she enjoys the disco. She has veered between looking forward to it and getting extremely anxious. Like anything new, it could go either way and there is the added element of that she’ll have been home, had tea and instead of starting the evening routine, we’ll be going back to school.
She’s had a good day at school, as had T.
He had Food Tech today (Home Economics as was) and brought home a fruit crumble that he’d made this morning.
It looks a bit “rustic” because it spent the whole day vertically in his school bag, but at least it didn’t spill. That would have been a tad disastrous and for a boy who doesn’t like any markings, tears or spills on his books or possessions, really quite yuck.
Another day closer to half term, yes, we are definitely counting down!
I hope everyone’s day has gone well Jx
Welcome to this week’s Small Steps Amazing Achievements, as Jane at @ethansescapades and I co-host fortnightly, this week it’s my turn.
Thank you to everyone who linked up last week, we enjoyed reading your posts.
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Jane and I enjoy reading and commenting on your posts and sharing them via the #SSAmazingAchievements hashtag.
Here are Jane’s highlights from last week:
“We have a very proud mum over at @SarahMo3W, her son passed the grammar school entrance exam
We have a new vice house captain over at @TheBeesleyBuzz
and lastly one little lady has made amazing progress with her swimming at @stephc007.”
We always find it difficult to choose a few to highlight as the posts linked up are always so wonderfully varied, but you can read them all here.
We can’t wait to read what your children have achieved this week.
Yesterday’s blog referred to something that D had mentioned, that someone had touched her inappropriately twice.
I didn’t go into – and won’t be going into massive – detail to protect the individuals but let’s just say I knew it was something that needed to be raised with school this morning.
Which I did.
They have acted extremely quickly today, talking to D, talking to the other child, talking to parents and then updating me, all before the end of school today.
It transpired that whilst there had indeed been an incident, the intent wasn’t what it could have been. Which is a relief.
There has been an alert form completed and if similar happens again, the form will be referred to.
Regular readers of my blogs will be aware that D lacks confidence when it comes to dealing with any issues that could be classed as confrontational/anything that she perceives could “get her into trouble”. She would bottle up any negative emotions and then let them flood out as soon as she saw me, then tell me about it. She still does this, over what could be perceived at the mildest things
Yesterday she told the other child to stop it, after it happened the second time. She knew that it was wrong.
I’m very proud of her.
Obviously it would have been even better if D had told a staff member as soon as it happened, this is something that still needs to be worked on, to get that confidence increased but I am relieved that she had the perception to say “stop” and that she told me, albeit a good few hours later.
I’m grateful that the school listened and acted on it today too.
A few weeks ago, D decided that she’d like to be put forward for House Captain.
This was amazing in itself and proof (if anymore were needed) that she is completely in the right environment for her, in her SN school.
We talked about what she might have to do and she was especially pleased at the thought that she might have to help to hand out medals on Sports Day. She does love to receive medals – just like her brother – and can get very caught up in the competitive element of the day, so for her to say she wanted to help is a big thing.
We designed a campaign poster whilst she was off school for a few days after her trike fall and we took it into school when she returned, having missed the deadline but hoped they’d understand.
D wrote her reasons for wanting to be elected on the back:
And then we waited…one week (and assembly) passed with no news…..and then last Friday I collected a beaming D, who said she had “amazing news”.
We got outside school and she gave a huge ear-piercing squeal and said that she had been elected House Captain!
One very happy girl, now we are waiting for one of these to arrive:
Delighted for her and a teensy (well, okay a lot) bit proud of her too.
One of the aspects I most admire about T’s character (our nearly 12 year old high functioning autistic son) is his drive and determination to do his best.
This will sometimes mean that he’ll do things over and over, until he’s satisfied, whereas I’d be saying “stuff this” and move on to something else.
But the downside to this is that he takes either opinions which differ from his or (what he perceives as) criticism very badly. He’s not able to instantly brush something aside and move on, this does concern us as he travels through secondary school and it’s one of the reasons why we are relieved he has a diagnosis, in the hope that others may be understanding.
Today didn’t start well. T had prepared his school bag but had packed it as a “week 1″ and not “week 2″, which meant that all his books had to be quickly changed over. It also meant that his PE kit was incorrect, as he’d assumed it was outdoor (for week 1) as opposed to indoor (for week 2). The latter wasn’t ready (or dry) so he had to head off with the wrong top.
This didn’t make for a happy T, in fact it was a very unhappy T that left the house. Cross with himself, cross with me and extremely worried that he’d either get told off, get a “sin mark” or a detention (the newbies are threatened with detention for the strangest things, like not wearing a jumper in class even if it’s really warm). Poor T. One consolation was that he heard me leaving a phone message for school explaining what had happened and that he was very anxious about the situation, so he knew that the PE teacher should hopefully be aware.
It hasn’t made for a terribly worry-free day, wondering if he’d be ok, hoping he would be and crossing my fingers that he wouldn’t be furious with me when he got off the school coach and take it out on D, as he tends to.
Luckily….phew…he was smiling his little smile. It had all been fine with the PE teacher, he’d got the message.
Lessons learnt for both of us, one that whilst it’s good that T is now happy to pack his school bag himself, it wouldn’t be a bad idea if I double-checked it. It would certainly save the angst of this morning.
D has had a reasonable start to the week, she wasn’t happy at home time, she whizzed straight past me unhappy, but told me what was wrong once we were outside. Another child had been touching her and she wasn’t happy BUT she did stand up for herself and tell them to stop, which they did. Although there was still the “I’m upset so I’m going to bolt past Mumma”, she did tell me and was confident/cross enough to tell the child to stop, which is progress.
I hope everyone’s day has gone well Jx
Sunday’s are dominated by homework in the Bluecrisps household. T, not wishing to complete it during the week, preferring to get it down in one go.
I say “one go” but it does take a while.
Whilst I completely understand T’s reasoning behind this – he does have a long day – it means that we’re limited to being at home. There are also always issues between the amount of homework that T has, compared to D. She has “News” to write and reading.
It can make for a glowering T at the table, books around him, muttering away because of this variance.
But there have been giggly moments, times in which they’ve been competing against each other on the cross trainer. T especially trying to out-do his sister on both pace and calories. This is where his football training and running around fields all day on Saturdays is very nigh in evident. But, it was a good break between homework and they willingly (ish) took turns.
If we had to be in for homework, it was a good way of keeping energy levels up.
Half term is in sight, with one week to go. I hope everyone’s day has gone well Jx
D and I went to see Circus Starr yesterday. The acts were amazing, full of very supple people.
One of my happiest childhood memories is of going to the circus with my grandparents. It was when they still had circuses with animals and I remember being absolutely enthralled by the lions especially.
The thrill of sitting in a circus tent is something that I wanted T and D to experience, that feeling of “wow, how do they do that?”. We had the chance to go to a Circus Starr performance last year and today D and I went along to another one.
The Circus Starr show is an inclusive experience, aimed at the disabled and SN community. As such there are no looks or stares if a child shouts or has to leave, because every parent there understands.
As someone who is an absolute wimp about heights, I particularly appreciate the acts where they are scaling up wires and such-like. It was great, here’s some pictures:
Waiting for the show to start:
And a clown. No circus is complete with a clown and if he’s riding a water-spitting ostrich and kicking a gigantic ball into the audience, then so much the better!
D’s favourite bit was a skit with the clown, who wanted to skip but no-one would allow him to. He tried skipping with his coat, wires, his tie and all were taken away in a very slapstick fashion. Then he decided to skip with his trouser braces …and they fell down … repeatedly. All very funny, D was jumping up and down, laughing away. It was great to see and here.
My favourite were this group, showing amazing strength and agility. Those trapeze bars were held by other members of the group on their shoulders:
I hope everyone’s day has gone well Jx
Ecstatic is how D has described herself tonight, in between squeaking and grinning, lots of grinning.
Because she is now a house captain for her school! The voting took place a couple of weeks ago, these were her reasons for wanting to be elected:
I think back to that over-whelmed and very scared little girl in mainstream and it is amazing just how far she’s come, how being in the right setting for her (small class size/high staff ratio) has enabled her to gain so much confidence in school. She was able to recognise when another child was upset during assembly today too and tell us about it (assemblies just didn’t happen for her in mainstream).
It is wonderful to see her really delighted to be voted in and it comes after a tough few weeks for her (trike fall and then broken iPad).
Needless to say the house captaincy was her “best bit of the week”, with her classmate being upset the “worst bit”.
We have a mega-relieved T that it’s the weekend (his “best bit”), with no “worst bits”.
Tomorrow brings football for T and a trip to the circus for D and I, an SN-friendly performance, which we went to last year and she’s really looking forward to it.
I hope everyone’s day has gone well Jx