Stepping out of the car a wave of memories greeted me with the cold air. I reached for my bag and tightened the scarf around my neck. I-E-P—three letters that have dominated my life now for over fifteen years. I knew what they stood for long before I had children. “Individual Education Plan”, the contract parents make with the school on behalf of their children who qualify for special education services. Growing up I remember watching my Mom the Special Ed teacher draft plans for all of her students. I
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