Friday Sloan competed in Special Olympics for the third year. All together is was an okay day. She did not compete in the 10 meter run in her gait tranier. She got very upset and began to cry. Of course, having 5 people yelling and screaming at you, I guess I would have backed out too! She was afraid of the gun the man was using for start off. She began to cry and just fell apart. The wheelchair race was after that and after much encouragement she got it together and got in her chair to race. She took off with a flash. She went in and out of the cones like a champ. She only had 1 competitor and she blew her away. She smiled the whole way. The rain was off and on all morning. I took some of her friends and let me tell you I won't do that again. Six 5th graders, whew they blew me away with how they acted. They were very supportive of her. They just were not very tolerant of her teacher and aides. They did not feel Sloan was treated properly and let everyone know it. These ladies work with Sloan and these kids everyday, they have to push them or they would never accomplish anything. At first, I was upset but I then realized they do a good job overall. I depend on them everyday to care for her. It is so hard. How do you know the right things for your kids? This was not the best day, and not the worst, but it made me realize so much. The girls are going to Middle School. They are entering into a time in their life when everything is crucial to molding them into the people they will become. I want so much for them. It makes you question yourself as a parent. Am I doing the right things? I pray to GOD for stregnth and wisdom. I can only hope for the best!
