Bits N' Pieces

Today I was thinking that being in a new place and trying to get 'up to speed' is like having someone empty a jigsaw out over your head. All the pieces are being given to you but they make NO sense. After a while you've found the edge pieces and you have a frame; then you look at pieces you've seen before and THIS time they make more sense and you can find a place to slot them in....

I feel there are people who must be saying " But we told her that two weeks ago, why has she only just 'got' it?" It's just that, now I've got a context to hang it on.

My little autistic boy had a bad day the other day. He was kind of limp and unco-operative in the afternoon and had been involved in some kind of ruckus in the boys toilets at lunchtime, which left a lot of paper hand towels strewn about all over the floor. When it came time to leave, Daddy arrived to pick him up. This was a change from the norm; it was usually Grandad. Well, this was too much for him. His eyes welled up, his face crumpled and he began to wail "No, no, I can't." He fell onto his knees and buried his face in the carpet sobbing inconsolably.

This is what a change in routine means for him. It was heart breaking to watch. Daddy handled it really well though. He got down low and asked Henry to look at him, then he explained that everything was ok and that Henry was going to be alright. Even as the wailing continued Henry wrapped his arms around daddy's legs and tearfully waved goodbye to us as he was carried off. It was heart rending.

Meanwhile I am struggling to pitch my Add English classes at the right level and I have to write a whole raft of NEPs. But I AM happy!!!! Off to Port Vincent on the weekend for the State sailing titles. Well, sailing for some of us; beach and quiet reading for others!