I think those children just fell through the cracks. I had about 60% attendance in primary back in the 80s. I read through years worth of school reports and they all said, “…if only she was in school more regularly, her maths assessment scores would be higher.” For at least 2 years.
And then in Y6, I disappeared altogether. My mum stopped taking me to school. I missed an entire year. She must have had to tell them I wasn’t coming back, but no one ever came looking for me. No one seemed to care that I was no longer registered for school. 🤷🏻♀️ I assume it was all paper files back then and I ended up in the back of the filing cabinet and no one came to check I was alive.
I do think that EBSA says as much about parents as it does about children. People aren’t gonna like that. But my anxiety about school and my resistance to going in wasn’t a whole lot different than my children now. I didn’t want to get out of bed. I’d drag my feet. I’d suddenly pretend to have a tummy ache. I’d cry at the school gates. The difference is my mum couldn’t cope with this. It was easier to leave me at home than to fight with me to get dressed or tell me I needed to go in with a tummy ache and see how I feel in an hour (what I do with my own dc). She found this very overwhelming.
When I stopped going to school for a year, it wasn’t because my mum was trying to drag me out of the house kicking and screaming and couldn’t get me in the car. It was because she left for work and never woke me up. I lived a 20 minute drive to school. I couldn’t get myself there. I would just wake up at 10am to an empty house (at 10) and have to look after the dog and cook myself meals and generally entertain myself until she got home at 6pm. She just kinda stopped being bothered. There were definitely some poorly regulated emotions involved, but they weren’t really mine.
Thankfully, I did get back to school in secondary and we found a school that would look the other way about the fact I’d missed an entire year. I did very well there, in part because the environment was so supportive, in part because I could walk myself there, so was no longer reliant on my mum being sufficiently self-regulated each morning to get me to school. When I could take myself, I went.