I don't understand we how the wants/needs of a single child can be put above the wants/needs of the rest of the class.
You could argue it's a safely/bullying thing for the one child - but couldn't you say that about the skinny child, or the chubby kid, or the girl with no/huge boobs, the kid with poundshop trainers - anything really.
I remember being a teenager and having to change in communal changing rooms at school - and that was hellish enough. To be changing the same time as a male bodied individual (Christ I didn't see a willy until I was at uni!) would have completely freaked me out.
I was very shy and unsure if myself as a child/teen - and to be told that this didn't matter one jot as long as a male bodied person felt 'good' would not exactly have helped would it! I would have bunked off or feined illness or injury.
There has to be another solution that doesn't ride rough shot over the girls. Would they allow a girl to change in the boys changing rooms - I doubt it.
If they are saying it's gender not sexual - then surely it's a case of 'you haven't got anything we haven't seen before'.
And I know I sound like a broken record but if we were kids now, my sister would have been a prime candidate for 'oh she is actually a boy' and God knows where that could have ended up.
It feels like gay and 'gender nonconformist' children (bullshit - not all girls play with dollies and wear pink ffs) are being told that they actually have a 'condition' that means they should be the other sex. Not that they are gay (or however you explain t jby is to a child) or just have different ideas/tastes that 'the norm/media representations' (and that's absolutely OK) or are - do they still have tomboys (and what is wrong with this)?
My parents just bought my sister the clothes and toys she wanted - no fuss, no histrionics, no doctors/medication/psychologists (and my parents were old school - housewife mum always dressed up with her hair and makeup done, dad always in a suit...). I called her by her 'boy' name when we were among pretend games - usually mountaineering or police the play games (hell, I was called Bill!).
This was normal childhood. Why is everything so extreme these days?