And They blew My House Away

Well. I feel like the school did an end run around me. Ten minutes to the end of school and I get a call. Gavin had an issue on the playground. He refused to talk about what happened, but he hit someone in reaction to whatever happened. The school's response is that I keep him home tomorrow. Well, at least they're happy.

Of course, Gavin is happy, too. He is being rewarded with another day off school. He doesn't have to do the work, doesn't have to make an effort. Gee, this seems like such a great idea. Plus, the school did not send home his homework packet or his reading book which puts us three days behind on homework.

I am doing all I can do. Gavin is seeing someone about his anxiety. I've told all the various people at the school about it. However, I get no input from the school. Just calls. And suspensions. Worse, they don't tell him that they're doing it. Gavin had no idea that he wouldn't be going to school tomorrow. He was speaking about how his day was going to go. According to the principal, she had made this suspension arrangement with Gavin. Yeah, he didn't remember it a bit.

I'm feeling jaded. I greatly dislike this school. I greatly dislike this school system. I feel like we have reached an impasse.