Back in my church attending days I had an autistic boy in my Sunday School youth class. I was the teacher. It was horrific. The kid would jump up and grab my bag, throw the contents everywhere. If I was able to defend my bag the kid would torment the other children. He'd get up and start licking the windows or the chalk board. When he wo…
Back in my church attending days I had an autistic boy in my Sunday School youth class. I was the teacher. It was horrific. The kid would jump up and grab my bag, throw the contents everywhere. If I was able to defend my bag the kid would torment the other children. He'd get up and start licking the windows or the chalk board. When he would sit on the chair he'd constantly shout "HEY!" at me until I answered and then just blankly stare me. I finally quit not being able to take it anymore.
We should be celebrating this? My big ass. What that boy needed was a good solid whooping behind the woodshed, in my opinion.
That sounds absolutely horrible. I would not have been able to put up with that. And yeah, the parents are just like "deal with it" to teachers. Say what? How is that fair?
And then they defend autism and call it a "gift." Ugh.
CP my wife's a teacher at a Catholic school and every classroom has one if not two out of 20 who are artistic to some degree.I asked one day how can their be so many we never had kids like that to the degree we have today.She just said they didn't know how to classify them back then...We didn't have kids act like they would get there butt beat.I have yet to own a cell phone and I am 64 years old and proud of it I just do not need that much communication life is complicated enough lets go simple some and like you my 1/2 acre gives fruits trees and fruit bushes.
I have seen some autistic children who clearly have something wrong with them in their heads. I have seen others who really are just naughty children that need a good whooping.
Back in my church attending days I had an autistic boy in my Sunday School youth class. I was the teacher. It was horrific. The kid would jump up and grab my bag, throw the contents everywhere. If I was able to defend my bag the kid would torment the other children. He'd get up and start licking the windows or the chalk board. When he would sit on the chair he'd constantly shout "HEY!" at me until I answered and then just blankly stare me. I finally quit not being able to take it anymore.
We should be celebrating this? My big ass. What that boy needed was a good solid whooping behind the woodshed, in my opinion.
That sounds absolutely horrible. I would not have been able to put up with that. And yeah, the parents are just like "deal with it" to teachers. Say what? How is that fair?
And then they defend autism and call it a "gift." Ugh.
CP my wife's a teacher at a Catholic school and every classroom has one if not two out of 20 who are artistic to some degree.I asked one day how can their be so many we never had kids like that to the degree we have today.She just said they didn't know how to classify them back then...We didn't have kids act like they would get there butt beat.I have yet to own a cell phone and I am 64 years old and proud of it I just do not need that much communication life is complicated enough lets go simple some and like you my 1/2 acre gives fruits trees and fruit bushes.
I have seen some autistic children who clearly have something wrong with them in their heads. I have seen others who really are just naughty children that need a good whooping.