I stumbled across this poem and had to share it. It is just in time for the spring season. It is the teacher’s view of an IEP. Many parents who have special needs and learning disabled children will fill their spring with at least 1 IEP meeting. I am facing 2-4. In my old town we had to have a regular IEP meeting around April and then, if needed, a transitional IEP around May. I hope my new town knows how to combine those because my babies are both due for a transitional IEP. And it is possible that with Austin’s grades and possible seizure disorder he may be requiring an IEP. Ouch…that could make 5!!! But could you imagine what a teacher has to go through!!!
Here is the poem in Dr. Seuss style
I do not like these IEPs
I do not like them, Jeeze Louise
We test, we check
We plan, we meet
But nothing ever seems complete.
Would you, could you
Like the form?
I do not like the form I see
Not page 1, not 2, not 3
A brand new box
I think we all
Have lost our rocks.
Could you all meet here or there?
We could not all meet here or there.
We cannot all fit anywhere.
Not in a room
Not in the hall
There seems to be no space at all.
Would you, could you meet again?
I cannot meet again next week
No lunch no prep
Please hear me speak.
No, not at dusk. No, not at dawn
At 4 pm I should be gone.
Could you hear while all speak out?
Would you write the words they spout?
I could not hear, I would not write
This does not need to be a fight.
Sign here, date there,
Mark this, check that
Beware the students ad-vo-cat(e).
You do not like them
So you say
Try again! Try again!
And you may.
If you will let me be,
I will try again
You will see.
I almost like these IEPs
I think I’ll write 6003.
And I will practice day and night
Until they say
“You got it right!”