Picking Classes

I'm sitting here looking at blank spots in Nathan's 11th grade schedule wondering what I'm supposed to fill in the blanks. It's not like I'd get a response if I asked him--autism is like that. His ability to communicate verbally is very minimal. Even if I wrote it down, I don't think he'd know what to pick. There are lots of "regular classes" that I know he wouldn't like or enjoy.

He is supposed to take "Health" next year--ridiculous, right? That makes me laugh. I'm sure he can sit through it though--poor, bored child. Sometimes I just want to say, "He is in functional skills class for a reason." He isn't meant to be in regular ed classes. He doesn't learn like normal kids. It is like trying to shove a round peg in a square hole. Sitting him in Health is like sitting me in an Algebra class taught in Chinese. I wouldn't learn a thing and would be pretty bored--and I'm sure Nathan will be too.

Picking classes for my other kids is hard because they have like 20 things they want to do and only 2 spots. Then there is Nathan. Regular classes just don't work for him. He is unique and special and has different things he enjoys and does.

Sigh! Oh well. I emailed his teacher and she said she'd fill in the rest because he is a hard one to pick classes for. Whew!

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