Tertia has been in High School now for a month, and last night I finally had a chance to meet her teachers. Some of them, anyway. Everytime when Steve or I introduce ourselves, we get "Oh, I LOVE Tertia!" This is a great thing to hear, and I think it is genuine. It makes it easier, putting her on a bus at 6:50 and sending her to the great unknown down the street. Here's what we do know: she's supposed to be in an "intensive academic" special ed classroom, but it's really more "life skills" in emphasis, which would make me uncomfortable if that was the only place she went. But I like her teacher a lot. And she is the only girl in her class, which is a little weird, but apparently she's taking that and running with it. I hear about her empathy, her love of drama, her ability to navigate her way around the school.
October is Down Syndrome Awareness Month. We'll try to make it a good one for her.