As I dropped my daughter off at school the other day, I had to chuckle when I heard the classroom assistant greeting her with a big smile, and saying: “Hey Little Hottie..”
It is unbelievable how a small phrase like this can have such an impact on me. Hearing this assures me about the kind of care and attention that my daughter, Alexandra, is receiving from her classroom. A phrase like this is the security blanket that I hold on to when I drop Alex off each morning.
To many, the middle-school years experience may just flow as smoothly as puberty can allow the children during those years. To us, however, it takes a totally different aspect. You see, my daughter, Alex was born a micro-preemie and thus has special needs. She is still rather small in stature compared to the rest of the population in middle school. Due to her needs, she is placed in a special class.
As any mom of a special needs child knows, it is not easy finding the right people who you can truly rely on to take care of your child. This becomes even harder when you send your child to school hoping that the outside world will be kind to them and give them the respect and love that they truly need. It takes a very special person to bond with your child and accept them for who they truly are.
This is my daughter’s first year attending middle school and I must say that the transition has been very difficult. She has had to endure difficult classrooms and unpleasant situations until she reached to where she is today. The first sixteen weeks were pure “Hell” on her and thus on me. It tore my heart every morning to have to leave her at an environment that she hated. I prayed each day and asked God to solve this for me for I had failed to solve it myself. I pleaded to him to allow my child the happiness that she so deserves at school. As always, I left her in His loving care and knew that eventually, He will intervene.
God’s intervention came in the form of a special person whom I will call “our Angel at school”. A person like no other. A person who truly loved and bonded with Alex and treats her as if she were her own. A true angel sent from heaven. An angel who was able to see the potential in my child and contributed to Alex’s current placement thus allowing her happiness during her middle school years. . A person who, neither Alex nor I will ever forget and whom I will always be indebted to. The only person who has so lovingly termed my daughter “Little Hottie..”
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