This is about my life in a fostering family of several young people in Wales today.
There are also all the other people in this house, my own growing up too quickly children who seem to be here less every week, and of course the student, the mistress of all we owe money on. There are three green goddesses (big green 1950's fire pumps): Gloria, Isabelle and the belle.
That's not mentioning other vehicles and items of plant, all sorts in fact.
Wednesday, 6 July 2011
More suprises in store
I wonder what people think when they decide what to share about a young person.
I suppose really behaviour is a thing to know about.
The student has the rather comprehensive social work assessment of him and his behaviour, based on one morning she has found lots to add and annotate.
But what about say taking high doses of medication usually prescribed for a diagnosed mental condition?
Is that the sort of thing maybe a carer needs to know beforehand and not get told by the YP when they arrive, apparently not.
I would speculate but it's only speculation that this is a child who has not had enough "attention", then again there isn't actually enough attention in the world for this one.
I am a bit alarmed at some aspects, normally it takes a few weeks for a young person to start to push boundaries but he's done away with that. Already he has decided which buttons he might want to try pushing.
This drivel is all copyright to me, an Ageing biker hippy living in west wales
I would of course be delighted if someone wanted to publish what they read one here but you have to ask first. Otherwise I might get angry and you would not like me when I am angry.
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2 comments:
looks as if he isn't seeing the move as a fresh start, more of a continuation.
He wanted to know what was the worst thing a young person had ever done here.
A man with ambitions.
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