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  • Angels are really among us

    1 posts, 1 voices, 400 views, started Dec 18, 2008

    Posted on Thursday, December 18, 2008 by Encee


    • Garnett

      At this time of year it can be difficult to see a child facing challenges try to understand and participate in the fun going on around him.  It can be a stressful thing - and at times tearful!- for moms like us to experience.  

      But, you know, sometimes, just when you think nearly every nice plan you had is unlikely to come about, you get inspiration from the most unexpected place.  For me, it was a trip to the supermarket.  

      A lady in the produce section struck up a conversation with me out of nowhere and she said she had just lost her job due to a budget cutback in the school system.  I asked her what she did and she went on to tell me that she was certified in ST, OT, and various levels of behavioural therapy as well.  The woman had been with a teenage autistic group in a local high school.  

      Since my own experience with the public school’s SN teachers was anything but positive, I didn’t want a lengthy conversation with this woman ( At this point in life I tend to be upfront about the whole disaster and if asked, well, I would’ve told her.....) so I wished her a Happy Holiday and decided to get on with my shopping.  However, the lady continued talking to me anyway.  

      Finally, I became a bit impatient, and told her that I have a 16 year old autistic son who was very badly let down by the school system.  I said it came as no surprise to me that she lost her job as it appeared our county, and many others, did not place special classrooms on the top of the list.  To me surprise, the lady nodded in agreement.  I was a little taken aback, but she had my attention.  The woman went on to tell me that the worst part of losing her job was not the money.  It was missing her students.  At this point someone should’ve had a camera to take my picture.  I was dumbstruck.  The teachers I had come in contact with were had a cold, detached attitude.  Not just as professionals.  They were completely lacking in warmth.  And that extended to the kids they taught as well as to the parents.  If I was left with a bad taste in my mouth, it’s with good reason.  But here, this woman came out of nowhere, and at a time when my son’s behaviour has been especially difficult, and spoke of working with autistic teens as something she was sadly without.  I saw a little tear in her eye as she spoke.  

      We ended up pulling our carts out of the way of traffic, and stood there talking about my son.  The woman said she admired my courage in taking the bull by the horns and teaching him myself, and that I had followed my instincts and that’s always the best route to take with your child.  She spoke with so much heart about her work, and how the kids were just amazing to be around, and that she really missed seeing them everyday.  Before we parted company, she said I have an angel at home, and that I was lucky.  

      I have no idea what this lady’s name is or anything else about her besides her work.  But the impression she left on me will last forever.  I’ve never met anyone like her that much I know.  

      And of course what she said about my son being an angel is true.  He is a blessing.  Sometimes hearing it from a total stranger is just what we need.



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