It started when a sweetpea with a chronic condition (well known to me) came in to have my sign her yearbook. In the 9th grade she spent a lot of lunches resting in the clinic because she was concerned about her condition and what other people thought. This year she was a Prominee for Queen.
Then we were invited to a kid's "graduation party" in the library. Our SPED staff threw a big shindig for the young man we all thought would never graduate. He spent most of 9th grade being physically restrained. This year I found out that part of his plan was to go out and set up the bases for baseball, and water the field. And he did this willingly, with no defiance.
THEN the 12th grader who had early onset sepsis this fall came in with chips and salsa to say thanks.
I'm not crying up in here....someone's cutting onions.
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It started when a sweetpea with a chronic condition (well known to me) came in to have my sign her yearbook. In the 9th grade she spent a lot of lunches resting in the clinic because she was concerned about her condition and what other people thought. This year she was a Prominee for Queen.
Then we were invited to a kid's "graduation party" in the library. Our SPED staff threw a big shindig for the young man we all thought would never graduate. He spent most of 9th grade being physically restrained. This year I found out that part of his plan was to go out and set up the bases for baseball, and water the field. And he did this willingly, with no defiance.
THEN the 12th grader who had early onset sepsis this fall came in with chips and salsa to say thanks.
I'm not crying up in here....someone's cutting onions.