Apr. 25th, 2012

delight: (crazy dream explosion)
Teacher/Bully: How My Son Was Humiliated and Verbally Tormented by His Teacher and Aide

I posted about this on tumblr, but I also feel like it needs all of the attention and relinking it can possibly get. I meant to spread the story around this morning, but got sidetracked by the apartment-fixing I mentioned earlier. And then forgot to eat and felt sick, which I'm pretending didn't happen

This man is my new hero. Although I'm lucky to have had awesome parents and have been extremely verbal and kind of rebellious as a child -- I was bullied more when I was older by other kids, but the teacher-bullying often happened between 5 and 8.

My second grade aide was really, really horrible to me, but my mom's favorite story is that my kindergarten teacher complained about how I always drew rainbows. My mom explained that I was a little different (we didn't know yet that I was also autistic; I wasn't diagnosed until I was nine because in the early 90s HFA Did Not Happen To Girls) and also that I just really liked rainbows and should be able to draw whatever I wanted.

The kindergarten teacher ignored my mom.

So I proceeded to color pages in black during drawing time. Entirely black. For the next week. Until she told me I could draw whatever I wanted.

Autism Self Advocacy Network members: self-advocating before they knew what 'advocacy' actually meant.



I wrote that and then actually talked to her about it in an email! My mother says it was actually a lot longer than a week. "It was longer than a week, it was a lot longer, you were determined," she writes.