That is my usual tack when talking about my kids but you are going to have to excuse me for a moment while I gush and be syrupy. I got an email today from my oldest son's special needs teacher that had me thinking he was pretty amazing. For those of you who are new readers and don't know us in real life, my oldest, Drew, was born with mild cerebral palsy and has some pretty significant developmental disabilities. He struggles with academics and well, lots of things.
This week in school the 6th grade, my son's grade, has been doing a special Outdoor Education week. Instead of staying at school, each day of this week the entire 6th grade class goes to a nearby state park where they kayak, hike, bike and rock climb with some learning thrown in. Drew is the only kid in the 6th grade who is part of the school's significant special needs (SSN) class and yesterday as part of the instruction, the class was given a lesson on disabilities and people with disabilities.
Drew's SSN teacher emailed me today and told me that during that discussion Drew raised his hand and told all the typical 6th grade kids what it is like to live with a disability, how learning is hard for him and how sometimes it is hard for him to say words right. She said there was not a dry adult eye and that the kids were totally fixed on him and listening to what he had to say.
I am so proud of him for feeling good enough about himself to share his experience and so for now, I am feeling a bit gushy.
At least until he comes home from school and tells me I am fired or makes shooting noises until I think my head will explode.
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