Well, the school has decided SHE cannot be in general education any more. Nor can she be in their school. So, as soon as it all can be arranged, she is being moved to a contained classroom where she will be watched and trained to be another burger flipper.
If she had gotten up and gone to school no matter what, maybe they would have just provided the extra support at her regular school. However, she won't move without an act of God. So, buh-bye to friends and school activities and hello to the short bus. No dances, no boyfriends--just lots and lots of training in a UNIFORM school.
I am sitting here tonight waiting for her to get home. SHE has found another friend to graft onto and the mother is allowing her to stay there all hours in direct opposition to my desires. I know SHE is doing her best "Cinderella" with yet another stranger, telling the mom that I am beating her and starving her and dressing her in rags. Yep. The thousands of dollars worth of clothes all over my living room floor are just window dressing for DFAS, right?
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