It takes a village to raise a child. This week I have witnessed the best and the worst of that. From the self centered poorly parented Beverly Hills brats who stole my son’s wallet with $180 in it and the insane parents who threatened to sue me for asking them to look into it, to the kid who smashed my son’s brand new
iPhone and whose mother I am still yet to hear from, to the complete other end of the spectrum – my son’s social studies teacher – April Silva, the greatest hero of his life thus far. Why? Because at twelve years of age my son has learnt that he is smart and I have her to thank for it.
It started a few weeks ago during his IEP meeting (Individualized Education
Program)where she was the only one of his teachers who bothered turning up and who said, “Teach me everything you know about Aspergers and how I can help inspire your child.” She inspired my iAM Project (http://wp.me/P1L4ip-as) and in the space of two weeks and many emails between us, she took my son from failing with 47% in his tests and thinking he was stupid to getting an A with 96% in his last two tests and him whispering to me as I tucked him into bed last night, “Mummy, I think I might be smart!”.…