The last week of school is usually a very good week of school. And this year seems to be going the same way. There are some papers I still need to turn in to my principal, and I had to come in early to finish my cums and my report cards, but for the most part it appears it will be a good week. We have the talent show on Tuesday, staff v. students kickball game Wednesday morning, shortened day Wednesday (like always), and minimum day on Friday. Yep, it looks like it’s going to be a good week.
Once again Billy isn’t medicated today. I could tell right away. I asked him about it, he said he had taken both pills (trust me, it matters if he takes only one, or even if he takes three!). But a few minutes later I asked him again and he said he hadn’t taken them. Something about being rushed.
We were going to take the benchmark writing test today, and I knew there would be no way he could do it well. I sent him to his RSP teacher’s room to do some work with her, (thank you, “Mr. Clark”!) while the rest of the class took the test. Before he left, he had already spilled water on his desk and chair, and had 4 pencils scattered under his desk, as well as parts of a crayon box beneath his chair. All after only 15 minutes of school.
After recess he showed me how many pencils he bought during recess, seven. That seemed like more than enough. I asked him where he got the money. He told me he got the money from home, then proceeded to pull out a hand full of new state quarters. $4.50 in quarters. Some had some blue paper glued to the back of them. It looked suspicious. I called mom. Apparently he took the quarters from his aunt’s quarter collection. Oopsie. I sent the pencils and the money down in an envelop so mom and aunt could come down to school and pick them up. I told Billy I would be very, very sad if my nephew stole from me.