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I just spent eight-plus hours with a bunch of autistic kids. Three were low-functioning, so I helped herd them through their daily assignments in the autistic room. One was high-functioning, and I sat in with him during History, Technology, and Science.
Busy day, right? Exhausting, even? Pulling-hair-out level of frustration?
And yet I feel like I've taken the day off. Tomorrow and Wednesday I have half-days teaching elementary autistic classes. I have a feeling this is going to be a good week.
Busy day, right? Exhausting, even? Pulling-hair-out level of frustration?
And yet I feel like I've taken the day off. Tomorrow and Wednesday I have half-days teaching elementary autistic classes. I have a feeling this is going to be a good week.