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Dealing with the education system | Pentagon Hexagon
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Gifted/spectrum/parent/child: a memoir in the making. Category Archives: Dealing with the education system. In real life we’re now in the second week of the holidays preceding Term 4, while my story here in this blog is still stuck at lunchtime on the first day of Term 3. Let’s try to catch up a little…. 2pm The phone rang. The school counsellor. Wanting to follow up on our meeting with the special needs specialist that morning. At the things that had been suggested to me and my husband about our son.
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What Happened Next | Pentagon Hexagon
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Gifted/spectrum/parent/child: a memoir in the making. In real life we’re now in the second week of the holidays preceding Term 4, while my story here in this blog is still stuck at lunchtime on the first day of Term 3. Let’s try to catch up a little…. 2pm The phone rang. The school counsellor. Wanting to follow up on our meeting with the special needs specialist that morning. I think the school counsellor laughed. I think. It was 11 weeks ago now. I thought the best thing was to not discuss it openly wit...
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You Should Be Writing This Down | Pentagon Hexagon
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Gifted/spectrum/parent/child: a memoir in the making. You Should Be Writing This Down. The department’s disability specialist ran the show. Which of course meant the experience was vastly different from the quick chat I was expecting to have with the school counsellor. 8221;, and it went a bit like this…. This woman continued talking – and who knows what she was saying exactly? An ocean of contempt had already filled the gap between our continents. To be continued…. August 16, 2012 at 5:29 am. The Aspie ...
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parenting | Pentagon Hexagon
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Gifted/spectrum/parent/child: a memoir in the making. I’ll Never Be Who I Was When You Met Me. This blog began in a blur of emergency, advocacy and exhaustion. I felt the need to document my struggle, both internal and in regard to finding a place for my son in the world and our community. I appreciated the feedback and the support I received through sharing parts of my story here. But then I started not having the words to be able to relate my experience. I still don’t know. Every day it’s hard fo...
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autism identity | Pentagon Hexagon
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Gifted/spectrum/parent/child: a memoir in the making. Tag Archives: autism identity. I’ll Never Be Who I Was When You Met Me. This blog began in a blur of emergency, advocacy and exhaustion. I felt the need to document my struggle, both internal and in regard to finding a place for my son in the world and our community. I appreciated the feedback and the support I received through sharing parts of my story here. But then I started not having the words to be able to relate my experience. Every day it̵...
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Education system | Pentagon Hexagon
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Gifted/spectrum/parent/child: a memoir in the making. Tag Archives: Education system. You Should Be Writing This Down, continued. I think I was polite as the disability specialist detailed why my five year old son was under an obligation to act dumb for the benefit of society. Although … who knows exactly what expression my face was wearing. Let’s get him prepped for the kind of job he’s – statistically – more likely to gravitate towards – being a supermarket checkout chick! If we teach him how to be bor...
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Diagnosis Denial | Pentagon Hexagon
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Gifted/spectrum/parent/child: a memoir in the making. Back in the second week of March I wrote this entry, but never did post it to the blog. I know that part of the reason was that in writing this out I think I finally abandoned the denial I was describing, and I wasn’t sure how to acknowledge that – so the post was never posted. Here it is now, my thinking from just 9 and a half weeks ago:. In this interval between seeking help and being given a diagnosis I find myself struggling with the. My husband i...
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Uncategorized | Pentagon Hexagon
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Gifted/spectrum/parent/child: a memoir in the making. Two years and a few weeks ago my son commenced occupational therapy. His occupational therapist was always wonderful, often inspired, and so engaged with my son’s development that she frequently sent me fabulous follow-up emails between sessions which did me no end of good to move forward in helping my gorgeous son connect with his world again. I learned that I can actually draw, but that it takes an extraordinary amount of concentration for me to be ...
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Two Years | Pentagon Hexagon
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Gifted/spectrum/parent/child: a memoir in the making. Two years and a few weeks ago my son commenced occupational therapy. His occupational therapist was always wonderful, often inspired, and so engaged with my son’s development that she frequently sent me fabulous follow-up emails between sessions which did me no end of good to move forward in helping my gorgeous son connect with his world again. I learned that I can actually draw, but that it takes an extraordinary amount of concentration for me to be ...
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responding to autism diagnosis | Pentagon Hexagon
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Gifted/spectrum/parent/child: a memoir in the making. Tag Archives: responding to autism diagnosis. I’ll Never Be Who I Was When You Met Me. This blog began in a blur of emergency, advocacy and exhaustion. I felt the need to document my struggle, both internal and in regard to finding a place for my son in the world and our community. I appreciated the feedback and the support I received through sharing parts of my story here. But then I started not having the words to be able to relate my experience.