Special Education Is a Service, Not a Place

Special Education Is a Service, Not a Place

I came across this letter a few days ago.  I wrote it when our school district reinstated a segregated classroom for students with “low-incidence” disabilities (i.e. autism and Down syndrome).  This new classroom would be K-8, meaning that students from middle school would be bussed to an elementary school (not their neighborhood school) for part of their day.  I was stunned.  The district had closed this same classroom just four years earlier. Continue reading “Special Education Is a Service, Not a Place”

Thank you, Mr. Bailey

Inclusion is not a curriculum or method — it’s a core belief.  It’s knowing in your gut that every student has something to contribute, that diversity in a community leads to growth for all, that who we let in the door speaks volumes about the health of our culture, and that we need each other.  Continue reading “Thank you, Mr. Bailey”

People First

People First

Consider these two introductions:

  • This is my friend Helen.  She graduated from Radcliffe College.  In college, she learned French, German, English, Greek, and Latin.  She has traveled around the world as an author, political activist, and lecturer.  Although she lost her sight and hearing at a very young age, she has accomplished many great things.
  • This is Helen. She is blind and deaf.

Do you know who this person is? Continue reading “People First”

All Together

Eleanor and friends 2nd grade

Eleanor and friends in Mrs. Kinney’s class.  Second grade.  

I’m going to start by quoting Congress.  Stay with me.

When the Individuals with Disabilities Education Act (IDEA) was renewed in 2004, Congress stated that “Disability is a natural part of the human experience and in no way diminishes the right of individuals to participate in or contribute to society” (section 601, c, 1).   Continue reading “All Together”

Lessons on Monkey Bars

New school, new playground.  Eleanor and I were checking out the equipment.  She had been in third grade for a couple of months, but it was a first visit for me.  Eleanor looked around, and said to me, “Look at the monkey bars!”  She pointed to a new piece of playground equipment.  “Yes,” I replied, “they look so fun!”

Eleanor was quiet for a minute.  Then she said, “I like that!”

Then it hit me. Continue reading “Lessons on Monkey Bars”