M’s teacher walked him out and all the way down to the car today, which usually means really good or really bad news. It was bad. I’ve kind of been waiting for it to happen since he started school, but it didn’t take the sting out of hearing it.
He was ganged up on and bullied by four other boys in gym today – they were making fun of how he runs.
He did what he was supposed to do and reported it, and his teacher had a one hour conference with the boys in question, the principal and I think the school resource officer is required to be present at those meetings as well. She let me know, and also let me know that he will now be split into the other half of the class with a different teacher for gym, has been “given” a special table at lunch (I’m unclear if it is for the next two weeks, a privilege once every two weeks, or permanent – I need to talk to her for more than 60 seconds) with three kids he gets to pick, and was told that it doesn’t matter how he runs because he is one of the smartest kids in third grade.
I wanted to have a quarterly conference anyway, so hopefully it will be soon and we can touch on this too. I am a big proponent of kids will be kids and they need to learn to stick up for themselves *but* there is a line between what I consider harmless kid antics and just being mean, and making fun because of a physical or mental disability crosses that line as far as I am concerned. M has some developmental delays that are physical and some that are neurological and aren’t anything he can “fix”, ya know? He totally runs like a “special” kid – I think it’s endearing, but I’m his mom. I was also sad when he finally got a grasp of time and stopped asking if things were “after tomorrow” or “after three tomorrows”. Wouldn’t the world be a better place if we just had yesterday, today and tomorrow? Meh.
So, bullies suck and while I am glad it got resolved quickly and decisively, and I was anticipating it happening sooner rather than later, it still sucks.









