My Monday
If I don't make sense it's because it's 7:05am... *blinks sleepy eyed* My delightful daughter decided to get up at 6:30am. There really should be a law against that. Anyways here's what happened yesterday.
Took Smeg in to school at 9:30 to see the Head of Year. He'd only just managed to get the statements read so he had a vague idea of what was happening. No chance to speak to the teacher that had been dealing.
He's not sure why we were told they would be put in seclusion. That is normally only used for things that happen in school. I can understand that.
Again because the incident happened out of school suspension/exclusion isn't really on the agenda. Again I completely understand that.
He was phoning the girls parents yesterday. He's had occasion to ring one of them before re verbal bullying and her mother was appalled that her daughter was doing that. He was quite surprised about the names of the other girls. He explained the normal procedure about what would happen if the school police officer was in this week (he's on a week long course). Basically the police officer would take statements and then would contact them outside of school time for any warnings etc.
I did feel he understood our position. I think he will do what he's said. But when we asked Smeg if she was happy with what would happen she said no. We're fine with that, she's the one that lived it and has to deal with the day-to-day afterwards. So we went off to the local police station to report the incident.
Typically it was shut *sigh* but we contacted the police and they sent a guy out to see us. We explained briefly and he asked that we come back about an hour later when it opened to make a formal report, and if an officer was available to do a video interview as Smeg is a minor.
The ex really had to go back to work so I took Smeg to my parents and then Dad dropped us back down there at the appropriate time.
The officer on the desk took brief details and then tried to find someone to take the formal statement but they were all busy, which considering where the station is doesn't surprise me in the slightest. Anyway so he took us into a side room and filled out the initial report. It is now in the system. If anyone has time then we will be contacted to make the formal statement, if not when the school police officer comes back it will be sat on his desk waiting. Justice really does go slowly doesn't it.
We've been given a crime number and a phone number etc so that if the girls do anything to her we can contact them and the process will get speeded up.
The officer was very nice. I was half expecting a look of 'and you're reporting this why?' but he was great. When I expressed my view that if someone had done that to me I'd have reported it straight away and I didn't see why it should be different because it was an 11 year old child. He agreed completely. He said if you are slapped, punched or pinched it IS assault.
Anyway so we went back off to the parents and I phoned the Head of Year to let him know we had officially reported it. He was phoning the other parents after that, so he can tell them it's been reported to the police now. *insert slightly smug smile here, just cause I am a vindictive bitch some days*
He always said then that if the girls give her any grief to report it to him and he will deal with it severely.
Smeg seemed to feel much better after we'd done all this. Apparently over the weekend she cried a few times and her dad said she just wasn't herself. She also cried at home on Sunday, but we had no tears at all yesterday :)
I didn't send her back to school for the rest of the day because it was about midday by then. So Smeg and I spent the rest of the day helping my dad demolish a chimney breast.
Top recommendation for stress: Get a hammer and a chisel and beat the hell out of a wall. It works so well *grins*
By the time we got home we looked more like we crawled up the chimney than demolished part of it. I needed a shower before I could get in the bath and even though I had a hot bath and took ibuprofen, by bedtime I could still hardly move lol
So it's a new day now, Smeg is going to school today and she seems quite happy about that. She knows what to do if they give her grief but is in the frame of mind to just put it to one side and get on.
I need to catch up on some stuff and will start on that just as soon as I've got dressed, got the kids sorted and put them on the bus to school ... oh and after some more ibuprofen *feels sore*
Took Smeg in to school at 9:30 to see the Head of Year. He'd only just managed to get the statements read so he had a vague idea of what was happening. No chance to speak to the teacher that had been dealing.
He's not sure why we were told they would be put in seclusion. That is normally only used for things that happen in school. I can understand that.
Again because the incident happened out of school suspension/exclusion isn't really on the agenda. Again I completely understand that.
He was phoning the girls parents yesterday. He's had occasion to ring one of them before re verbal bullying and her mother was appalled that her daughter was doing that. He was quite surprised about the names of the other girls. He explained the normal procedure about what would happen if the school police officer was in this week (he's on a week long course). Basically the police officer would take statements and then would contact them outside of school time for any warnings etc.
I did feel he understood our position. I think he will do what he's said. But when we asked Smeg if she was happy with what would happen she said no. We're fine with that, she's the one that lived it and has to deal with the day-to-day afterwards. So we went off to the local police station to report the incident.
Typically it was shut *sigh* but we contacted the police and they sent a guy out to see us. We explained briefly and he asked that we come back about an hour later when it opened to make a formal report, and if an officer was available to do a video interview as Smeg is a minor.
The ex really had to go back to work so I took Smeg to my parents and then Dad dropped us back down there at the appropriate time.
The officer on the desk took brief details and then tried to find someone to take the formal statement but they were all busy, which considering where the station is doesn't surprise me in the slightest. Anyway so he took us into a side room and filled out the initial report. It is now in the system. If anyone has time then we will be contacted to make the formal statement, if not when the school police officer comes back it will be sat on his desk waiting. Justice really does go slowly doesn't it.
We've been given a crime number and a phone number etc so that if the girls do anything to her we can contact them and the process will get speeded up.
The officer was very nice. I was half expecting a look of 'and you're reporting this why?' but he was great. When I expressed my view that if someone had done that to me I'd have reported it straight away and I didn't see why it should be different because it was an 11 year old child. He agreed completely. He said if you are slapped, punched or pinched it IS assault.
Anyway so we went back off to the parents and I phoned the Head of Year to let him know we had officially reported it. He was phoning the other parents after that, so he can tell them it's been reported to the police now. *insert slightly smug smile here, just cause I am a vindictive bitch some days*
He always said then that if the girls give her any grief to report it to him and he will deal with it severely.
Smeg seemed to feel much better after we'd done all this. Apparently over the weekend she cried a few times and her dad said she just wasn't herself. She also cried at home on Sunday, but we had no tears at all yesterday :)
I didn't send her back to school for the rest of the day because it was about midday by then. So Smeg and I spent the rest of the day helping my dad demolish a chimney breast.
Top recommendation for stress: Get a hammer and a chisel and beat the hell out of a wall. It works so well *grins*
By the time we got home we looked more like we crawled up the chimney than demolished part of it. I needed a shower before I could get in the bath and even though I had a hot bath and took ibuprofen, by bedtime I could still hardly move lol
So it's a new day now, Smeg is going to school today and she seems quite happy about that. She knows what to do if they give her grief but is in the frame of mind to just put it to one side and get on.
I need to catch up on some stuff and will start on that just as soon as I've got dressed, got the kids sorted and put them on the bus to school ... oh and after some more ibuprofen *feels sore*