The Indiana Resource Center for Autism has some amazing trainings. I was lucky enough to attend one just in time for our Case Conference Committee. As we all know, autism challenges a child's social skills. Schools, with limited time and resources, assign value to social skills training. As any parent will tell you that equals 15 minutes of social skills training every two weeks. Right?
There is a study out there suggesting 30 hours a week isn't enough! If you work extensively with autism, you know that every moment of the day has some opportunity for social skills training. 30 hours shouldn't be that hard to reach- if we're creative. Teachable moments occur all the time.
Another surprising thing I learned was that teacher gender may matter. This related to my own experience in the classroom. When teaching kids to be socially adept and maneuver into a conversation, I would often teach them to interrupt me politely with a hand on my arm. How girly is that! Obviously, I need a new strategy for the guys.
The trainings were led by IRCA staff such as Dr. Cathy Pratt and Scott Bellini. If you get a chance to go, I say jump at it. April 9th, Dr. Bellini is giving another conference on video self-modeling. This is a method we intend to try with our son, showing him how he looks successfully completing a task or behavior. The study on video self-modeling, Increasing Social Engagement in Young Children with Autism Spectrum Disorders using Video Self-Modeling, has been published in School Psychology Review.
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My experience of case conference committees has been both sad and typical. It's a battlefield whether it should be or not, whether that's right or not. It's parent against school, and the things you don't know are the hardest to overcome. Funding, politics and even individual egos, theirs and yours, must be navigated like a mine field.
So I treat Article 7 like a beautiful dream that must be realized and, even tweaked, now and again. The bottom line is that these aren't rights until you no longer have to ask for them. Maybe I'd be more patient if I was asking for my own, but it's Darrel I worry about, the time he's losing, the things that need to happen before too long. Not a cure, but a life lived with minimal assistance would be nice. Speech might be good, but I'll settle for coping skills, his and mine. This leads to all the conflict with schools I can handle because some things are just right.
Where do schools fit in all this? If we're the dreamers, are they the dream? Article 7 is all about education, and therefore depends on teachers, administrators and even local government to become reality. That's the rub. Parents and students depend on them, so they need them to be dependable.
My frustration probably comes from that, but also from the dealings I have every day with people I perceive as my son's best hope for functionality, and I forget that they may not see it that way. They may see it as a job, maybe one they love. But they go home to an autism free zone perhaps, and turn on the TV or help their kids with their math homework. Meanwhile, I'm at home trying to interpret a screaming fit or medicating someone. Sometimes I'm dodging teeth or fists because that's where we are that moment. Those professionals don't often live where we live. Living with severe disability isn't something you can turn off, so we're always in crisis mode.
Learn patience is the lesson for the day. While everything may seem immediate to us, it's really not immediate for everyone else. Get up each morning and move firmly forward with purpose, but don't run over anyone. "Here endeth the lesson."
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