School Archive

“Leave the gun. Take the cannoli.” ~Peter Clemenza (The Godfather)

So many posts are pent-up in my brain. It has been a difficult few days. I’ll tease you on some as I get to today’s post … She-whom-I-should-never-have-married called and said something I found so horrific, I don’t want to ever talk to her again. Or I hope she has cannoli. That will be a

“Whatever your life’s work is, do it well. A man should do his job so well that the living, the dead, and the unborn could do it no better.” ~Martin Luther King, Jr.

I honestly don’t care if Pearlsky’s van driver has more than a third grade education (he happens to be well educated) as long as he knows how to secure the wheelchair and knows how to drive safely. I honestly don’t care if my senior engineer knows how to raise a kid or tie his shoes,

Hey, leave my child behind, please

A couple of things are getting to me the last couple of days, not the least of which are the ways that the severely disabled actually end up with fewer rights than the abled, and yes, I can back that up. There are some things going on with Pearlsky, and there is the article mentioned

Three emails are better than two, no?

First, the email sent to both of Pearlsky’s teachers on Saturday … Pearlsky’s wheelchair came home on Friday with two problems. Her cup holder was broken and in her backpack and the control to recline the back of the chair is likewise broken. Can you explain how these two things happened? It is claimed that

Woke up, fell out of bed, dragged a comb across my head …

The day started off with a call from the ex … I think you should take physical custody of David. David is our severely disabled son in the residential program. We have joint legal custody of both Pearlsky and David, I have physical custody of Pearlsky and she has physical custody of David. Naturally, I

Emasculated

Email I sent to Assistant Superintedent for Student Services yesterday morning: I was completely mortified this morning by some of the high school staff and actually feel emasculated, hence you need to act. Because of the efforts and work of the Special Ed Coordinator, the gossip trail tells me that I came across as having

I brought a gun to a knife fight

Divine inspiration made me take out the good clothes last night. The Yves Saint Laurent blue shirt, the non-jeans slacks, etc. You know, my “Sunday best” (well, the clothes saved for IEPs and funerals). In a vision, Aphrodite told me to pluck my brows and trim my beard … all set for O.K. Corral IEP.

“I feel your pain.” ~Bill Clinton

A couple of quick things first. Welcome to Kevin and Zac on the Gallery page … have you added your picture? I noticed a few new readers and they came from Love-NOS (Love, Not Otherwise Specified), a blog with a couple of authors, and a post that, in part, mentions Pearlsky and me. Looks like