In September, I went to a meeting about the inclusion program at Riley's school. Most of the parents of kids with special needs were in attendance. I couldn't help but notice a woman, who I assumed was the grandmother to N., one of the kids in Riley's class. She was not only taking care of the high functioning N., but also his younger sibling who was severely autistic,flapping, clapping and whooping throughout the meeting. He was on a harness, and had he not been, he would have destroyed the room and/or certainly escaped. I sat there in awe, wondering how this elderly woman managed?
Turns out the woman was a foster parent and today was N.'s last day at Riley's school. He's being placed elsewhere.
So today's Valentine party was also a going away party. And the teachers made it special for N. They gave him a beautiful photo album, filled with pictures of him and his friends. They gave him supplies for his new classroom. They did a whole class(23 student) group hug with N. in the middle (loving it, I guess he's the sensory seeking, not the sensory avoiding type) and everyone, including the teachers wound up laughing and toppling onto their butts on the floor.
Four teachers stood in the room, wiping their eyes as the kids said good bye.
After loving and nurturing him and watching him progress, these devoted teachers get no information on his next placement.
What will become of N.?
I'm trying to have faith.
Safe travels, little friend.