Sent to Pearlsky’s Team Facilitator and the school’s Director of Special Ed. Note that a day earlier I had a discussion with the TF about how the attempts at communication have been a joke, and particularly told her this story from just about exactly a year ago. So yesterday I wrote … Subject: Pearlsky, communication, the farce continues Mary:
Have I ever mentioned that I hate idiots? The moment you combine the concept of “communication,” when dealing with Pearlsky, who, according to you, has none, the moment you mention her “intent” or “intention” you expose your inner self, that of a complete moron, or, at least a person who should not be working with
I need your help here, folks. You see, I don’t have a typical normal kid so I don’t know what normal parents (ha!) do in some situations. Remember, Pearlsky has no communication, nada, zippo. Your kid comes home with two fairly significant bruises on her forearm. Do you: Say “Oh, honey, what happened to your arm?” Say
I have pretty much tried to stay out of all the stuff going on with that Bunny puke guy and the iPad controversy. The part that does intrigue me is that people are amazed that someone within “our community” would, in fact, be a puke (and I have no clue if, in fact, he has
This lack of communication thing is killing me. And the worst are the times when I want to talk with her, and there is no answer, no response. Am I being ignored? Does she knowingly not respond? Does she not hear that I want her attention? Whatever the reason, the appearance of being ignored or
Seems like it’s been a week since I posted. Wonder why that is. Jules sent me a link to a post by a dad of a disabled boy that mentions how great it is that he got insurance to pay for a hospital bed for the son. I find that bed design is extremely important,
Warning, Single Dad is going crazy again. Just to let you know. Imagine you are driving down the street, maybe a highway or something. Some kid going in the other direction is doing what kids do, text messaging and driving. Next thing you know, you are in an intensive care unit after his car careens
Random follow-up stuff: When I asked Pearlsky to “look daddy in the eyes” last night, she turned to me, rather purposely, and when her face was facing me, she closed her eyes and laughed. Have I told you Pearlsky can’t communicate? Do the severely disabled, who have no communication, have a personality? What is “personality”?