So I don’t know how to be a good parent right now.
I have an 8yo, autism diagnosis, in a special needs program (public school) who needs an adult nearby to complete simple school work. He requires many, many prompts to do math. He refuses to write.
He also reads voraciously (and I mean VORACIOUSLY) and is constantly thinking, bubbling with ideas and building things (either with paper or wood or cardboard or whatever he can get his paws on). He builds cardboard “exhibits” with a drawing of a fossil, data showing how the animal lived, it’s place in the food chain. He builds devices for breathing underwater. Yesterday he built model of a cricket out of planks of wood. Took up half the dining room.
Just tonight he we staring at his math homework. When I call his name he said, “polar bears have black skin under translucent hair but humans who migrated north from Africa, the cradle of civilization, have lighter skin.”
I said, that’s amazing… can you work out how many baskets Annie will need to carry 53 apples?
In addition to perpetual interests in nature and science he is currently interested in the Vietnam War and symbolism in art. Tonight he copied a series symbols from a books he’s reading and tried to get his grandfather to decode them to test their effectiveness.
I get a daily report from his 2nd grade teachers. They record how much time is spent on task vs off task and whether or not he had a safe body. He is off task about half of the day, on average. Some days are better.
He had a mark for unsafe body in science today. I asked why. He said he was given a worksheet that asked, “What is your favorite rock.” And? I asked. He said he took a crayon and scribbled out the question which he thought was “dumb.” Then when he was reprimanded he ripped up the paper. He told me he was made to write an apology.
He needs to learn to comply with his school work. He needs to be respectful in school. I get that. Ripping up work is unacceptable behavior for an 8yo. The school is pressuring us to pull him out immediately and place him in a fully special needs school (his current program is a mix of autistic kids and mainstream kids).
We applied to a few “2e” (twice exceptional aka gifted with issues) and were rejected because he has a history of aggressive behaviors (not just ripping up work but having meltdowns and for example tipping his desk).
He was proscribed prozac but refused to take it and is working with a therapist to talk though his concerns. One of them: “Anger is important. If it wasn’t for anger the scientists wouldn’t have been motivated during the Manhattan Project to defeat the Nazis.” He is also afraid of losing control of his mind and feelings.
We have another, younger, son who has zero issues. In fact he’s a model student. Strong academically. Sporty. Popular. Social. I always feel compelled to point to EXHIBIT B to prove I’m not a bad mother.
I just don’t know what to do with this kid. I get that he has major issues.
He’s the most intellectually alive child I’ve ever met in my life. But he failing. I’m failing him.