How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?
molly_g |
Tuesday, August 11, 2009 at 10:45PM The Kid is extraordinary. He is, despite his limitations, destined for greatness, I am sure of it. He can create rich, elaborate worlds of his own creating, that make me wonder if he is not going to write some beautiful and wildly imaginitive book that will take its place on the shelf with the likes of Rowling or Tolkein. He is smart and curious, with a knowledge of the world and the places in it, a thirst for knowledge that even though I was precocious and smart as a child, so far surpasses anything that I've ever been capable of, that I know this quality was bestowed to him from something that doesn't even approximate my genetic gifts to him. He is socially challenged, and yet charismatic. He pulls people into him in a way, that ever since he was a little guy, has won him devoted fans. The Kid has won the heart of people in his life, in ways that I never expected would happen. A local college baseball player visited his preschool class, five years ago, and absolutely fell head over heels for him. A student teacher in that same preschool became his biggest advocate for a while there, she still writes him letters and emails. This summer, several of his high-school and college camp counselors have asked if I would keep in touch with them and bring him to visit them during the long hiatus until next summer.
Of course, no one holds him in higher esteem than I. I see him at his very best: when his perseverations on drawing become his worlds and I get the explainations; I get his pillow talk questions about how the world works, and get to hear his fabulous responses when I ask him what he thinks of the world. I see his compassion, I see his joie de vivre. I see his brutal honesty and his passion.
In two weeks, I'm sending The Kid to fourth grade.
Very few of his "peers" or teachers see all of these wonderful things. They get to see the very worst of him. His slow reading, his fine motor delays, inattentiveness and impusliveness that keep him from showing them the workproduct of his brilliant brain. They see a frustrated kid, a fiery temper, a kid who can't handle it at all.
I have spent the last few years wondering what we could do to make him do better at school. The cognitive behavioral programs, adding OT to his day, monitoring his social interation, controling his environment.
But now I'm wondering if there is just no solution. He is too exceptional for a system that is set up for the non-exceptional. I'm not bragging here. I'm not saying that he's so gifted and too smart... Except that I am, but I do it in fear. What happens to a system that caters to the lowest common denominator? Or, the average denominator? What happens to the exception?
How long will the hammering of my son's square peg in the school's round hole last? And will it ever result in blunting his bright edges?
I have no place I'm heading with this. I am just wondering what will work for him. This summer has been amazing for him. He's had an explosion of interaction and maturity, but his beautiful, extraordinary self is still his best feature. But it does remain one of the main reasons he will continue to struggle in school.
ADHD,
Asperger's,
special education,
twice exceptional 
