by Lillian Csernica on March 28, 2014
John is now a much happier boy.
On Monday he came home from school all happy about his new math work, which is a computer game called “Manga High” that teaches math skills. He’d earned a reward ticket which entitled him to “a preferred activity” here at home.
On Tuesday he came home proud to tell me he had “been respectful and followed directions.” That means he listened and learned his new schedule without getting upset about it, winning him another reward ticket.
On Wednesday he came home all happy about being able to spin a basketball on his fingertip AND being able to make a basket by throwing the ball backward over his head. We got out his basketball and he gave us all a demonstration of the spinning.
Today he came home with a reward ticket that had a note from his teacher. “John raised his hand and answered questions.” That means he participated in class discussions! This is HUGE! I was so proud of him, so happy, that I sent him out with his aide to go buy himself a treat. He chose a Tollhouse Cookie ice cream sandwich, which goes to show John has good taste.
My poor, frustrated, angry boy is happy again. He likes school. He comes home all excited over his latest accomplishment. He’s going in the direction we wanted him to go. He’s already picking up the skills he’s been having such trouble learning.
Thank you, God. Thank you to all of John’s teachers, his caseworker, his school staff and his aide. Thanks to my husband and my sister who were there alongside me for John when he needed us.
Thank you, John. Thank you for being a strong, brave, marvelous boy, willing to keep trying no matter how hard some tasks can be.