What exactly is a buck worth?
I met the Assistant Superintendent for Student Services at a cafe today. She had about forty-five minutes and used the first half to talk about her philosophy and other stuff. If she was trying to burn time or give me valuable information, I am not sure.
Yes, I asked her my questions. Yes, we discussed the value of understanding the past or just moving on. I insisted that one at least needs to understand responsibility and why things happen, minimally from a systemic viewpoint, if not from a which-moron-did-what viewpoint.
She smiled and said … “The buck stops here.” I laughed.
Yes, and I own two companies and a non-profit. Yes, I know the buck stops with you. And you know as well as I do, you did not personally do this stuff to Pearlsky, and even if you take responsibility, I want to know why it was done. The buck stopping with you is worthless and we both know it, unless you kick ass.
I also sent in Pearlsky’s IEP signature page today. The “Rejected” box was checked. I am tired, and I’m not taking any more carp from nursing or the therapists. No more mister nice guy.
I was lying in my bed, awake, and I suddenly thought about that Spike Lee movie “Do the Right Thing.”
Why is it so hard for so many people to just do the right thing?
Being a “nice guy” when dealing with schools gets you nowhere. My parents were hard asses on my behalf before the laws protecting the rights of disabled children and adults existed. As a result I received an excellent education–one my parents fought for and they did not care one iota what others thought of them. This was a life lesson for me.
@Elizabeth…I don’t know…but I need to watch that movie. It’s exhausting…and I’ve only just started.