The teacher’s aide involved STAPLED a note to the head of the child involved.
Read that again.
She stapled a piece of paper to the skin of A CHILD because he forgot a water bottle at home.
ARE YOU KIDDING ME?
As if that wasn’t enough, the punishment didn’t fit the crime, friends.
The aide was simply reprimanded. A note was placed in her file. She kept her job. She’s still working in classrooms with children. She faced no criminal charges.
Her punishment was a NOTE– a warning. Do people really need to be warned that they shouldn’t staple things to the head of other people? I thought that was really just basic common sense. Do we need warning labels for staplers now?
And the child involved?
YouHe’s afraid to return to school and rightfully so. I cannot even begin to comprehend the emotional damage this woman cause to this child. His trust was breached and she succeeded in breaking his trust of people he hasn’t even met yet.
She also broke the trust of the parents for every single educator they have to hand their baby over to. I can’t even imagine how they can stomach the idea of sending him to school anywhere ever again.
As a parent you have to be able to trust the people who’s care you leave your children in. If you’re a parent of a special needs child you need to have that blind faith and trust even more so.
All children are vulnerable, but a child with special needs is even more vulnerable. It is not unreasonable to expect that you can send your child to school and not have them return home with having had a paper stapled to their head by their classroom aide…or their teacher…or the janitor…or anyone.
This is not okay.
Not holding this woman accountable for her actions is not okay.
The school board, the superintendent, the principal, the teacher, and the aide involved all should be ashamed of themselves.
They failed this child and in failing to protect him, they are failing to protect all the students in their charge.
I sat down to write a blog post today. It was meant to be about the new year and resolutions and changes. I have tried to be more organized in this new year. I want to be focused and wrote in my planner to sit down and write that post today.
But, today I can’t. I just can’t.
I am sorry if what follows here isn’t your cup of tea. I am sorry if you find yourself offended because I may have a different viewpoint from yours. This blog is a work of my heart and right now I feel like I need to speak what is on my heart.
This world feels like it is on fire.
Yesterday, I tuned in to watch the process being conducting in our Congress. I expected it to be ugly. I didn’t expect what I saw.
I didn’t expect to be watching a discussion in the Senate as the feed cut to black and the footage of what was going on outside the Capital Building began to unfold.
I’ve seen footage of people storming government buildings and calling for the heads of elected officials before…on TV….in movies….in other countries. Not here. Not in the United States of America.
It was not right.
What happened was wrong and so many levels. It wasn’t peaceful protest. The peaceful part of the protest ended when a mob of individuals made the decision to march to the Capital Building, storm it, and get people killed.
This “peaceful” protest turned into an act of insurrection and a literal coup. It was wrong. This should bother everyone regardless of who you voted for or what you support.
The aftermath was quite possibly more disturbing.
Immediately, social media blew up. A simple scroll can find you all sorts of incendiary tweets, posts, memes, and conspiracy theories.
Worse than that, was all the people coming out to justify the actions. My mind was blown by the excuses. I was called a sheep. I was told to stop drinking the Kool-aid. I was told that the actions and words of people don’t matter. I was told all the hate flying around didn’t matter as long as the economy was good. I was told that the actions of these people yesterday was okay because they are mad and they are frustrated about these election results. And what about anti-fa? What about BLM? What about? What about? What about?
What about it?
When did deflection become a defense of the indefensible? When has “whataboutism” replaced calling out bad behavior? Why is anyone trying to defend this?
My four year old doesn’t get out of punishment for pushing his brother because his sister yelled at his other sister months ago. An attempt to justify by pointing out the behavior of someone else doesn’t work from children and it certainly isn’t acceptable for full grown adults.
Now, I try to avoid political discussions if I can. I believe we are all entitled to our opinions and views and that is fine. I don’t think me harping on you about my political policy views is going to change any of yours or vice versa. I would just rather not have those conversations especially when all too often they become disrespectful.
I will say this, I believe it is okay to think differently than me or your parents or your neighbor. I can respect we all don’t think alike, but there is a line where it becomes more than a difference of opinion.
But, I will tell you what I believe and what will never change.
Actions have consequences.
Sometimes, as difficult as it can be, there are grey areas between what is right and wrong, but yesterday was not one of those times.
Kindness and love will never be out of style. I believe they are attributes and not weaknesses.
The content of one’s character matters.
A few extra pennies in my 401k will never be worth more than the price of my soul.
If you want change in the world, you need to be part of that change. Vote. Advocate. Run for something. Be the good and be the change.
Hate will always be in the world. But as long as love exists, hate will never EVER win.