I watched Brian on the playground for a little bit. He likes to sequester himself to the corner of the playground where he leans against the fence and glues his eyes to a distant street across from the road. Why? Because there are train tracks on that road and there's always a very slim possibility he might get to see a train.
What caught my eye was two little girls in pink came over and stood next to him and were trying to converse with him. He wasn't answering but they didn't give up and they ended up staying there next to him until the bell rang.
I sneaked inside and took the time to track down his special education teacher to see how the last two days have gone. She's still getting to know Brian but she's definitely on top of things. I like that she seems to be getting a good handle on his skills and is already thinking of ways to push him.
After I let her go so she could see to the rest of her students I decided to go see if I could peek into his regular ed room where he starts his mornings off at. I wanted to be conspicuous but I really wanted to see how he was adjusting to first grade after two years of kindergarten.
There was my little boy sitting at his table with five peers. They each had their book boxes in front of them and they were all reading. All of the other tables were doing the same thing. There was barely any noise. Brian wasn't looking around or flapping- he was sitting there reading his book to his one-on-one. If she wasn't sitting next to him, there is no way you would've picked him out of the crowd.
Wow, I'm so glad I got to witness those five minutes. I just feel like it released so much of my tension and anxiety. That's my boy. My brilliant, sweet, full-of-potential little boy.
|Not a picture from today. But cute nonetheless.|