A reason, not an excuse. An explanation, not an avoidance. A little piece of understanding of a different perspective and experience.
“The things that make me different are the things that make me ME!” – Piglet quote on the wall of our sensory gym
Last week I got an email from one of Howie’s teachers. She explained that they had been working on a math assessment test about money and coins. The directions were to count the money and show your work. The teacher said that Howie had refused to show his work. His explanation was that he didn’t have to “because I have autism.”
She wrote that they had worked through the refusal by reminding him that this was for his third grade teachers and while she knew he could do it in his head, he needed to show his new teachers that he understood the work.
Now Howie has never been a big fan of reviewing concepts. “I already know how to do this!” is a frequent refrain when…
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