Tomorrow Hubz and I are meeting with Tate’s team to discuss his recommended placement for first grade. While this should be one of our “easier” meetings, my stomach is still in knots.
I don’t know why I am experiencing so much anxiety over this…we already know that he’ll be in “instructional” first grade. He is progressing, and is academically not too far off from a typical kindergartener (aside from reading). However, he requires too many prompts and interventions from adults in order to perform tasks and finish assignments. His curriculum is modified. He receives a lot of services and benefits from a smaller student-teacher ratio.
I anticipate that the team should know the location of Tate’s classroom, as well. In our district, the “instructional” classrooms are housed in all 5 elementary schools. However, they stay at the same school for grades 1-5. I know our luck, and can conjecture that he most likely will NOT end up at our homeschool…because that would be too convenient.
So, we’ll go and listen to their recommendations. Then we’ll sign some papers, and Tate’s first grade fate will be sealed.
Then comes the anxiety over full-day school and therapy sessions…or, maybe a modified school schedule and therapy sessions…oy, my head is spinning..