Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Heartbreak #4829

The school psychologist has a voice like a child. She sounds much too young to be telling me that the classroom teacher has asked her to do an assessment of Kimani’s mouthing behaviors so that a formal plan of action can be created to discourage such things as eating the wood chips on the playground.

It never ends... the things that don’t happen for her as they are supposed to. These things, they jump out like a springing puppet in an old-fashioned jack-in-the-box. The twisted metal handle with the wooden knob is always turning, the song of simple notes is always playing... always, always, always... and then BOING! Heartbreak #4829. (But really, who's counting?)

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She is not delayed. She is detoured. She will not be coming back around this way. She tromps on delicate feet into uncharted territory. Her tiny fists are balled up. If you were to pry them open, you would find the hearts of her parents, crushed, one in each hand.

8 comments:

The Sanchez Family said...

xoxoxoxoxox

Momma C said...

very beautiful and so true of many of our children. Thank you.

Unknown said...

gotta love the "action" plan...the thing about this kind of plan is that everyone needs to be on the same page with the best intention in mind...and all have to communicate on progress and what is working more then a formal meeting time...I am sorry that this was brought up...it would be a tough thing to take...I love how you put detoured...great explanation...I feel like this daily and could not put a word to it...smiles

Anna Alexandrova said...

"formal action... to discourage eating woodchips on playground"... what bullshit!

By the way, the last paragraph is so beautiful, i could cry...

TUC said...

If I had my way, I'd make the whole world edible and then she could stuff whatever she wants in her mouth.

Anonymous said...

COL(cry out loud), I am going to STOP reading your blog if you can't STOP making me cry......;(

ria said...

what a lovely turn of phrase you have. The photo of your daughter is beautiful!

Melissa said...

I wish the whole world was edible for her. The constant mouthing, chewing, biting is something we deal with too.

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