Years ago, I recoiled at the possibility of going to public school. One of my underlying fears was that I would be bullied around more than I was in the private school. I preferred an environment where the teachers did more than just earn a paycheck.
This article in the Free Press explains why.
What gets me is the administration's role in this incident: doing their own thing, not even thinking twice about what happened to this special-needs student. It's more about their bottom line and less about the children they teach.
Or should I say, "attempt" to teach. Is there any wonder that Detroit suffers such a high dropout rate? Not all of them are the drug-infested kids the papers talk about. Some want to learn. In that environment, however, it's easy to give up, given the distractions.
I was tested for various problems in the 1970s before beginning school. I went to private school against my doctors' wishes - they never gave me a hopeful chance. My parents went against the grain because they chose to. Therein lies the rub: was the potential for a special needs school even considered for this student?
The signs were obvious. Why weren't the signs respected?
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I've taken a couple days off work due to a lingering cough, plus the brutal weather. I don't believe in putting passengers' lives at stake due to my questionable winter driving. I've found out in those two days they've fired a driver, and the night dispatcher quit. This may be my chance to finally do what I signed up to do: dispatch. We'll see what happens.
