Tuesday, April 14, 2015

When parents and students make a difference

After writing about our California school experiences, I thought I should write about the wonderful parents and children we encountered there.  It wasn’t all bad in California.  

Because my children attended a neighborhood school, the kids walked to school.  In S’s case, he rolled to school.  That meant every morning and afternoon there were a lot of people on the sidewalks in our neighborhood. At the end of the school day, the parents would gather around picnic tables outside the classrooms at the school while we waited for the kids to leave the classroom (the rooms had external entrances).  This allowed me to visit with the other parents. Because the majority of us were military families, we had that common bond even though we represented all branches of the military.

The parents took this time to ask about S.  I took this time to answer their questions and questions their kids might have.  S was invited to birthday parties there.  He was invited over to homes to play.  No one shied away from having him in their homes.  They figured out how to make it work.  It was nice.  We miss that aspect of California.

We moved from California in 2005.  To this day, S still stays in touch with his best friend from the second grade.  That is cool.  

While remembering these people who made a difference in our lives, I will be on the couch with chocolate.

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