When I arrived at the school yesterday, he was sitting in the principal's office, eating his lunch, having been coaxed out from under the table.
Oh, he was sent home not for hiding under the table, but for being a danger to others.
It's still not clear to us how the whole thing escalated after his teacher took a crayon from him. We have put a request in writing to have this explained.
When I originally talked to him on the phone, he asked to come home. I explained I had to work and he had to do school, but that I would pick him up as early as I could. I suspect someone said that if he didn't turn his behavior around, he'd be sent home. So he didn't, and was.
He and I talked eventually yesterday afternoon, while lounging on my bed, but while he knows he shouldn't hit/spit/threaten to throw chairs at fellow students/etc, he wasn't able to explain why it all got started or why things got worse.
He also claims that he has no hearing difficulties. Then agreed that yes, sometimes he does not hear everything said to him.
He indicated that his right ear was fine, but that his left ear is "loading" (like a computer) and is a machine/robot. We talked about how his HAs are like little machines/computers, and that if he wears them, then he can be part robot if he likes. Which he likes, as an idea.
He said he is being teased for his voice, but wouldn't give specifics and may have found my question leading and just gave me the answer he thought I wanted. He said no one tells him to "listen better" or "nevermind."
Drafting in my head and notebook the letter to the school. <sigh>
At risk of being labeled a delusional hearie parent, I'm going to say, I wish you all could meet him/see him interact IRL because his speech is very good, his particular loss means that he hears the midfrequencies at near-normal dBs, and that I am so bewildered and frustrated because he's seen as more typical than d/hh by the hearing world. I don't think most people really believe me when I say he has a hearing loss.
Buffalo met him once briefly, but I think he just hid behind me the whole time; I can't remember if he even said or signed hello to her.
On a happier note, we are going to a Hands & Voices picnic in Tucson on Saturday. He can play with some of his friends from the family deaf camp we went to earlier this autumn. Then in 2 weeks, there is another picnic here in the Valley of the Sun. We are both excited.
Arizona Hands & Voices
Thanks everyone for reading.
PS-PFH, I promise, my lazy butt will get on the computer at home soon & write. If not tonight, tomorrow.