Chaz said, "Oh mom, can I please be in the class with Mr. D next year? It's a class with kids of all ages and I really want to go."
I was confused about what class he's talking about. Then it dawned on me that he's talking about being in a special needs class. My heart sank.
|Charles (left) with his brother and dad|
I brought Chaz with me on an errand to talk about it some more without the other kids around. I asked him:
"Chaz, why do you want to be in this special needs classroom when you're doing so well in a regular classroom?"
He said:"Mom, because the kids in the special needs room love me and I love them."
Then I realized it was about acceptance. He may be getting good grades in his classroom but he has very little friends if any at all. He said that whenever he passes the special needs room, the kids are all excited to see him. This wasn't about the grades, it was about the need for friends and acceptance.
I have a lot to think about.