So, we talked about it, we thought about it, we talked about it again. We talked to other people, I did some research, we talked about it again. We finally decided that the kids would be okay in school.
The Little Man in Primary
There is a small chance that primary school kids are safe enough to go to school with little chance of catching COVID. I wrote all about my feelings and research on this in this post. The Worst Back To School Ever 2020
The Little Man struggles to learn at home, and it’s hard work for me to teach him (Even though I love it when he complies and we start learning new stuff together.) Also, he is difficult to get moving and even though he’s eaten no more than anyone else in the house, he has put on a lot of weight. His school is very sporty and health aware, so I’m hoping they will get him back in shape. (Then my inner guilt machine says this is something I should be doing, trust me I would if I’d not been stuck in a wheelchair.)
He went back to school, had a fall on his way home and hurt his wrist so bad he had to have the next day off. Then he went to school on Monday and Tuesday last week before getting a tummy bug and having the rest of the week off. What a great start for a kid who normally gets his 100% attendance certificate. He’s back at school today, it’s p.e. day so he’ll probably be worn out when he gets home. He’s really looking forward to Forest School on Friday.
The Girls and Secondary School
It was the girls themselves that decided they wanted to go back to school. I know the school is being really careful but with COVID numbers rising quickly and my own city being in extra restrictions, it seems like a crazy thing to do. They are teenagers and just as likely to spread the virus as an adult would. My saving grace is that they are careful and they are not going to be hanging out with their friends after school or flouting any of the rules.
We had a nice relaxing day yesterday and everything was prepared for a return to school this morning. Then last night there was a lot of tears and anxiety. After Star had come into my bedroom for the umpteenth time, completely stressed out about yet another thing, I told her she wouldn’t be going to school today.
The problem was that they both had questions and even though I’d contacted the school I’d not had a reply. One reason was that I was in hospital a lot last week and I’d given the teachers restricted times to speak to me. Obviously they hadn’t been able to fit me in. Then I found that one teacher I’d left a message for was actually on paternity leave!
This morning, The Little Man went off to school but the girls didn’t. I called the school again and within an hour the first call was returned and all of Boo’s questions were answered. She suddenly forgot all her fears and is now really keen to go to school tomorrow. An hour later another call came back and we answered all of Star’s questions. She’s going to be met in the playground in the morning, taken to her bubble, then taken away to the SEND room to discuss all of her worries and get some re-assurance.
Tomorrow is another day, and we may just have all our children back at school.