Riley started high school on Wednesday. He loves it. He's in the marching band (and spent two weeks at band camp this summer-during the day, it wasn't a sleep away camp). He loves it. He has his first performance tomorrow at UC Berkeley. They are playing during halftime of the football game. It will be an early, long day, but we are looking forward to it.
I love everything about the high school. They are wonderful. We met with them in May to discuss stuff and everything we came up with has happened so far. I guess the junior high is just a holding tank before high school. A waste of two years if you ask me. It's so much better at the high school. Riley has noticed a huge difference in the attitudes of the kids. So much more accepting and kind. Jr. High kids are just rotten.
At the end of last school year I sent a nasty email to the head of special ed and the district's superintendent. They never responded. I wanted them to know how awful the last two years have been. Apparently they don't care. It's fine. I know the high school cares, and as long as they keep caring, it won't be a problem. I think he finally gets an IEP.
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