One of my best memories is shadowing an autistic boy at school from kindergarten through third grade. He wasn’t a problem it was the teachers I had to deal with. Totally disrespectful and closed minded. I wouldn’t trust any teacher to be in change of your sweet grandson. He must have someone who is open to different ways of learning techniques. Not one teacher didn’t give me a hard time because I insisted on doing things different than how they were teaching. Control..control..control freaks.
I happen to see Michael 10 years later and he stepped on his porch(happen to move next door to my BIL)and say,”Don’t I know you? Your Mrs.....”
I’ll never forget that moment.
Good teachers have a special place in Heaven and in their students’ hearts.
Got a few of my own...still don’t know how they put up with such a smarta$$.
sweet!