Monday, February 12, 2007

Holding Pattern

Hi Mommy,

My social studies meeting was today. It was me, the AP, my social studies teacher, and my guidance counselor. Mr. Castillo stuck with his position of there not being a problem in this class so there's no reason to switch. I pointed out that having to duck flying chairs and desks and being under-mentally stimulated IS a problem for me. I asked the AP during the meeting if with this No Child Left Behind thing it's helpful to how Mr. Castillo is judged to have me stay in the class because I get good test grades. Nobody gave me a straight answer.

My stupid guidance counselor said that life is hard enough and there's no reason to make it harder. I said I am having a hard time staying interested in a class when over half the period is spent with people being yelled at. She said she didn't think I understood how much extra studying would be involved if I switched into a harder class. But when I asked why exactly she thought that she didn't answer me.

Finally I said that with everyone being so against me switching, I feel like I'm doomed to get a bad grade no matter what class of Mr. Castillo's I'm in. The AP said he's sure that's not the case. Then we both looked at Mr. Castillo and he didn't say anything. So the AP asked if everyone felt everything had been said that needed saying. I told him nobody said I could switch classes.

He asked me to leave him a copy of my schedule and a copy of all my tests that I brought. When I brought them back at the end of the day he was on the phone, but said he'd get back to me before the end of the week, and that he was impressed with my preparation.

Yeah. That's nice. But switch my fucking class already! SOOOOOO frustrating!

So that's how my meeting went.

Love,
Sam

P.S. Aunt Elaine's tooth is infected and the dentist said she has to come back after it's better and then he'll fix her mouth. She got more pain killers and antibiotics. This morning she chipped her front tooth drinking coffee and got all upset about it.

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