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Monthly Archives: September 2007

Today, Uncle Greg took Nicholas to the psychiatrist. I was trying to catch some sleep when my mom came in and told me that the psychiatrist found out that his special ed. teacher has been abusing him. He’s autistic as most know and has an infatuation with cuss words. It’s just a part of his condition and when he gets stuck on something, he can’t quit. Popping him only makes it worse so ignoring it is the best thing we can do. The teacher already made comments to my Uncle that every time she hears him say it while in class that she just wants to pop him on the butt for it. My Uncle told him DON’T because it only makes it worse. Well, come to think about it, she couldn’t or isn’t supposed to anyway. We’ll I take it she found an alternative way to “punish” him, because while at the psychiatrist, they found the marks on my baby boy’s little wrist. They asked him about it and Nicholas told him that she would use a “stretchy band” every time I would say a bad word. He may be autistic, but he’s a total genius. The Shrink immediately called the school’s principal and they said they didn’t want to deal with a lawsuit, to go ahead and report the teacher to DEFACS. Surprisingly enough, the teacher didn’t show up for school today; she called out sick. Needless to say, I about went up to the school and handled the matter myself, but was told not to, of course. I’m furious on this matter. Not only do we have to worry about sending our kids to school these days due to gangs, drugs, and everything of that nature; but now we can’t even trust our own educators. How pathetic is that. My kids will definitely be home-schooled.

Other than that though, nothing spectacular happening in life right now. When I get home from work at 8:30 in the morning I’m going back to work on the fence-line. By tomorrow night, I hope and pray that the front will be finished and the gates hung. Keep your fingers crossed!!! I’m still pulling graveyard at Hart-line, hoping and praying I can find something else real soon; it’s getting beyond ridiculous. In 5 months time I have not gotten one weekend day off, been cheated out of two raises, and get treated like shit.

Oh well, we’ll have to see what happens. We’ll it’s 3:34, and I’m getting tired. Guess I’ll go catch a few zzz’s on their time and get paid to sleep 🙂 Sounds good to me.

Update: Can you believe it’s been like a year and a half since my last post…wow.