This year we switched school districts. Many things ultimately went into our decision and we feel that it was a very good thing to make the change despite the nearly 60 miles per day I will be driving as I ferry the boys to and from school. And really I don't mind the driving cause I'm a trucker. I learned to walk in a motor home or so the story goes.
So when school ended on the first day I naturally grilled the boys on what went on, what they had for lunch, did they make any friends. You can imagine my surprise when the Monster lets it slip that a boy that was in his Kindergarten class in the other school district is in his new class in the new district. You heard me right. Not just his grade, but his exact classroom. This was troubling to say the least because the child in question was one that was not very nice to the Monster last year and stayed in or around the Principal's office most of the time. I pondered the situation the rest of the evening and wondered what to do. I didn't want to put up too much of a fuss it only being the second day of school. I decided to mention the circumstances to his teacher and to ask her to keep me updated to any goings on between the two that might be cause for concern.
So the next morning I spoke with her. She was very understanding and even thanked me for the heads up. I felt better immediately. I also did my own coaching with the Monster as to what to do and say should this child try to be friends with him one minute, then pull his inappropriate nonsense the next. I figured all I can do is arm him with the tools to deal with people like this, even if they are only 7 years old.
It's just proof positive that you can't run from your problems. I thought this new year at a new school would give the Monster some reprieve from the troubles last year and maybe give him a chance to make a different type of friend. Trouble seems to be following him though and all I can do is hope and pray that he chooses the correct path in life. Tall orders for a boy just turned 6.