I have had some trouble writing lately. Mostly, because my son has been doing so amazing in his new school that I am having trouble coming up with material. (not complaining) He is happy again, confidence is building and he has three friends. The three friends actually have names which leads me to believe he really has friends. Get it? This is a first...
He hasn’t redecorated the classroom once, books are pretty much staying on their shelves and he hasn’t stabbed anyone with a pencil since the first week. Success!
Today, the tables were turned. My son went on a bowling trip with his school and another little boy threw his bowling ball at his back. Twice. The second time the teacher blocked it (can you imagine how bruised this poor lady’s body must be???) but what amazed me was I didn’t even get a phone call. I am guessing this Aspergers related behavior is so standard they don’t even waste their time on the email/call anymore? Maybe it would take up too much of their day?
It got me thinking. Was it bad that I was actually relieved that he was the one to get hurt and not hurt someone else? I would never want my child hurt but I was beyond happy that he wasn’t the one throwing the bowling ball. And, why on earth, are they taking kids with behavioral issues BOWLING??? With heavy balls? Maybe mini-golf is more like it?
Don’t think I am an insensitive mother- of course, I checked his back and it looks perfectly fine. I hugged him and kissed him and told him we all have bad days. And I reminded him of his bad days and he paused. I think it really got to him. I actually think another little sad boy acting out might be just what my son needs. And I hope, in time, my son just might be able to help the bowling ball kid learn how to breathe and count to 10 before throwing a 10 lb ball at someones back. Maybe, he might even be friend #4.