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Why I Feel So Strongly About This

This is definitely going to be more personal then most things I share, but feel it’s worthwhile if it saves at least one reader out there some of the frustrations we have had over the years.

My oldest son just graduated from high school and I can honestly say this mama breathed a sigh of relief.  There were times  I really thought it might not happen.

You see,  school has never been easy for him.  He was diagnosed at age 6 with Auditory Processing Disorder.  Reading comprehension and writing stories and papers were extremely difficult for him.  Also organizing his papers, taking notes and just doing math problems neatly were things that didn’t happen at all.   From elementary school to about 9th grade he worked extremely hard (doing 3 to 4 hours of homework and studying a night) and was able to pass with B and C’s.

While he loves sports, he always struggled in this area.  I remember going to many baseball games in 4th and 5th grade to watch him either strike out or foul the ball.   At that time, I just thought, he’s not paying attention.  So baseball went on the wayside.  Then we moved on to basketball.  After all, he’s 6′ 7″ now and has always been tall.  Sometimes he would hit the shots right on, while other’s were complete air balls.  Those shots left us both frustrated and thinking what the heck.

At the end of 9th grade, things and grades really changed.  He started resenting the extra studying he had to do, and just quit.  He would say things like

No one else has to do as much work as me.
I’m just stupid.
What’s the point, I study and still do bad.

Breaks your heart to hear your child say this.

At the time, I thought and told him, you’re not stupid, you are just being lazy.  Just stop it and do your work.  During 10th and 11th grade, I literally spent hours hounding over him making sure he was doing what was needed and reviewing for tests with him.  Even with all this, his grades fell.  Plus this was a a time in his life when he should be becoming more independent, not relying more then ever on mom.  I can definitely tell you we both began to resent it and become very stressed out and angry with each other.  Not only did this stress affect the two of us, but the whole family.

So when 12th grade came along, I decided, to let him go.  Sink or swim time right.  I didn’t harp on him (well not as much.)  I still offered to help him review for tests, but didn’t obsess about his grades.  In fact I didn’t bother to check them until report cards came out.  At the end of the first semester, I realized something had to change.  He had an F and two very low D’s.  Turned out he had not turned in a major paper in one class and failed to take a test in another class.  That’s when I began to really question whether he would graduate or not, but more importantly why would he have done this and what could we do to help him succeed in the future.

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