Trying to find the bright spot.

I love when my boss says "What's the bright spot?" There is always a bright spot, I guess. Our sweet girl is struggling. I want to believe her when she tells me she is trying her hardest. This is not what is being to told to me by her school. The husband and I both took off work today to attend her Author's Breakfast. We both agreed we would kill them with kindness even though the past few days have been hell. We held hands (actually I think he was holding me up) as we walked up the driveway to the school. My heart pounding in my chest. We waited anxiously in the lobby making small talk with the other parents. As we made our way down the hall we smiled and greeted the principal. I was thinking, ok this isn't going to be so bad. THEN we turned the corner. There, like a slap in the face, were all of the Star of the Week posters. All nineteen of them plastered up on the wall display. All but Elizabeth's.....We were told she had to earn it for having just one good day. Really? She has not had one good day all year??? Funny. As we entered the classroom all the children were seated at their tables, smiling, waiting excitedly for parents to arrive. All the children except for Elizabeth. She doesn't sit at a table. She sits at a desk, ALONE, facing the wall. I am still ok at this point. No tears. She reads us her books. They were good. Bare minimum but good. I was dumbfounded her teacher didn't ask her to write a bit more. I guess just getting by is good enough for her. I observed Elizabeth, who was buzzing. Couldn't focus. Distracted. Over-stimulated. I know how she feels. I was tested for ADD/Dyslexia but not until high school. So now we are left to wonder, should she get tested? Is it the teacher? Is it her? If we take her out of this school will it just be the same in another school? Of course, the Star of the Week poster came home today. While all the other kids had it up for months she will get to share hers for um....four days. So what is the bright spot? Elizabeth is my Star of the Week every week. I don't need a poster to tell me that. She will be ok. As long as we stick by her and love her, she will be ok. I am still waiting to come up for air.......