My non-verbal son with autism has always been fiercely anti-mask…although not for a political reason.
Distance learning wasn’t made for children like my boy and, even when he was on task, he wasn’t actually taking in new information.
Ironically, it feels selfish…when it’s the most selfless thing you can do.
This wasn’t a debate or disagreement. This was performance art.
Whatever your situation is, no matter how universal it might feel, know that it’s different for almost everyone.
It was one of the best and most timely things I ever gave her.
It’s about making your kids happy even when you don’t remember the meaning of the word. It’s about putting the smile on their faces that you wish you could put on your own.
This entire process went from a minor annoyance to a major catastrophe. Suddenly the new normal today was something that would have seemed like science fiction in February.
To quote Out For Justice, maybe it’s mood swings, maybe it’s hormones, maybe it’s the need to impose her will. Whatever it is, this little princess is turning three shades of raging.
One day without school turned into two and then three and then fifteen. Soon, no one knew what day it was, when things were going back to normal, and what exactly was happening.