The Elderbeast gets out of bed and, as promised, completes his writing for PEAC. I’ve been very careful to place his previous night’s work, including the printouts, into his folder. Before we leave the house, I ask him to place his morning’s work into the folder as well.

We head to PEAC and guess where his folder is? Not in his bag, that’s where.

I’m absolutely gutted that the Elderbeast doesn’t get to show the results of his sterling efforts from the previous night. I wait around long enough to explain to his teacher what’s happened. She calls the Elderbeast out of the class room and commends him on his hard work, without even seeing it. It’s great to see some unquestioning trust and positivity. Once again, I have high hopes that PEAC is going to do wonder for the beast.