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Thursday, November 12, 2009

Where do I begin?

It starts with a girl...of course.  Boy likes girl, girl likes boy, until girl who has emotional issues on top of being a naturally hormonal adolescent, decides she can't handle liking such an intense boy -a boy with Aspergers who would like nothing more than to totally focus on this girl.  Girls says, "I can't handle this. It's not working out." Boy subsequently, goes of the deep end with hurt, anger and rage.  He does not however, direct that rage at girl, because she is too innocent and sweet.  Instead, his teachers are the lucky recipients of colorful expletives, because "I can't think of any other words to express how angry I am." There's nothing like a slew of curse words to exclaim your feelings.  Boy has a sort of Aspergian melt down where he can not see or hear anyone's point of view.  He does make sure that they hear his, over and over and over again in a extremely audible tone. When redirected he will not listen or follow directions. 

At age 14 boy is about 5 foot 9 inches tall and weighs a hefty 200 pounds (thanks to the help of medication which is supposed to help control these outburst -apparently not).  Boy looks so angry that he intimidates teacher who stands at about 5 foot 2 inches tall. When boy continues not to listen to redirection, teacher calls the campus Police Officer to help get him to settle down.  His presence alone does this luckily...this time. The fact that the officer has been called completely blows away the boys mother (by the way, that's me). She is brought to tears and is shaking in fear as she approaches the classroom and sees the patrol car parked outside. I never wanted to use the words my son and Police Officer in the same sentence.  Mom gets herself together before she enters the classroom to appear strong and in control.  Officer explains to Mom that he understand how the young man feels.  It is his job to keep him safe as well as the safety of the other students and teachers. 

Son can't believe they "actually called the cops on me." Well, son you were looking angry and intimidating, you wouldn't listen, the teacher felt like she needed assistance.
directs anger at teachers, mother and brother, but most ostensibly at teachers, whom he decides to curse out and blame.  Of course, it's not their fault, but they are an easier target than this really sweet young girl who is the real culprit.