The IEP

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

Another change

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.

 

Say!

 

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!”