Thursday, September 5, 2013
First Day of Third Grade
And then, her teacher for this year spotted her, Ms. Gailunas, or, as we sometimes call her, Amy. Amy has known Janey since before she was born. She is the first person ever I discussed my thoughts with about Janey possibly being autistic. She is the teacher I credit in a huge way with starting William on the path he is on, turning around his school career and helping him in so many, many ways. She gave Freddy a delightful 2nd grade year. And now, she is teaching Janey! And she is EXCITED to do so. That's what kept hitting me yesterday. With how tough the summer was at a lot of points, I'd accept a teacher just doing her job, a school just doing what they are required to do to teach Janey, to have her there so we get a break. But with the Henderson School, I get so much more. I get teachers like Amy, excited to see what they can get Janey to do. I get a whole staff of people that know Janey, many of who knew her from the start of my pregnancy with her, and who love her and are interested in her. I get school and after school that gives Janey so much more than I could ever give her at home. I am supremely lucky with her school.
And so Tony and I left without nervousness, knowing Janey was in very good hands. We went out to lunch, and then we came home and collapsed into a nap. It was a long summer, and an especially long last few weeks, but as September has always felt to me, the day felt like hope and new beginnings.