Did your school go to extremes?

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How far did your school go to make sure you learned social skills. I had to go to counseling, special ed class, and have a college student follow me to teach me proper social interaction.

Did your school system go that far?

My Grade 5 year was bad. The school assigned this lady called Mrs. Wright (Or wrong, as I called her) to sit by me every moment of my school day, telling me to shut up every time I talked or did anything else "inappropriate". I hated her. Soon in the year she even went so far as to tape signs with colourful pictures telling me to "Be quiet" "Listen" and other crap. What was worse was that the school had set me up to go into "Learning Assistance" classes, which had me being pulled out of random classes any moment of the day to come and learn "manners". The classes were horrible. I left nearly each one in tears.

My 6th Grade techer was a b***h. APPARENTLY she thought I was some kind of terrorist. I made a few passing comments about the World Trade Centers and accidentilly poked the class drama queen with a pencil (Of course his mom promptly had me moved straight to the front of the class and scheduled several talks with the perinciple. Pffth.) So she took away all my pencils and my scizzors (sharp objects). To counter my habbit of talking, she put a notepad on my desk and put down a tick everytime I made a noise (Example: *noise* *Tick* Hey! That's not fair! *Tick* What? *Tick*) Then after three she'd toss me out of class for a while. After a bit, I began to deeply hate her, so combined with my horrible "Learning Assistance/Guilt Trip" classes, she started giving me anger management research to do with my free time. That was when my parents got wind of the situation and pulled me out of school for a while.

The rest of my shc ool education has been decent enough. I've had some good teachers, and some medicore ones. But these were the worst.

Edit: I'm new. I have ADHD and I may be diagnosed with Auspergers after a few more sessions with Dr. Jabobson.

Hi moony!

Also in school, I yelled out in class a lot and was very impulsive and had massive meltdowns. They sometimes had me sit right next to the teacher so they could keep a better eye on me.

I was dx'd in HS, and I did take speech class for two years, but the teacher wasn't equipped for a specialization like that. I found going to a class at a local college that was specialized quite beneficial. That said, I still outgrew it eventually. I'm starting to get increasing amounts of role-reversal... it's kind of weird.

My University offered but by that time I was in over my head and it was too late. Free counselling, medical, and academic allowances were available if they were needed, or so I was told.

My Montessori report cards all state outright that I was a bizarre child when it came to socializing and grooming but no efforts were made then, in elementary school or in high school to teach me what I clearly did not understand. My home life was a void when it came to this as well, my father who is nearly surely on the spectrum and a mother who is borderline, couldn't teach me what they didn't know themselves. Though every exception was afford to me in terms of doing my own thing. Nobody could figure out what it was that was different.

I owe everything I've learnt about socializing, basic hygiene, and personal boundaries from friends. Friends have always been my lifesavers. And their families, having spent more time in the houses of friends growing up than my own, I was a bit of a 'Skippy' - the next door neighbour come adopted child.

I got held back a year for not being "socially mature" enough.

I was assigned a counseler in the 3rd and 4th grade who were supposed to "help" me. My father told me it was to help me with social relations.

It was suggested by the school that I needed anger management, and had then went to some anger management group, which only pissed me off. I left as soon as I knew I had a legal choice to do so that my parents could not deny. Unfortunately, that right also led me to denying other therapists to see me as well (one that might have actually figured me out included).

The schools handled my situation poorly, the government even worse. I remember one time saying that I had liked school. By the time I was in the 4th grade, I hated it. I started skipping school in the 6th grade and missed school so much that the courts assigned me to a juvinelle detention center twice, and once for community service. Hey, I was skipping school, not doing drugs. Jeez!


The problem is they don't understand the situation. Rather than figure out the problem, they just assume they know what the problem is and try to fix it themselves.

My sentiments exactly.

My school kept punishing me for when kids take advantage of me or when I keep trying to be like everyone else. I guess they were just teaching me to follow the rules and not be like everyone else. All it did was made me try harder and fight for my rights to be normal. I guess they were also trying to teach me to deal with being egged on and not give in. It just made me hate them.

Also in 6th grade, my special ed teachers used to rate my behavior from 1 to 5 and I hated when I get a four or lower. Then my mom put a stop to it. I was also accused of being disrespectful by them. Every time I disagreed or something or made a comment or say my opinion, it was "disrespectful."

I can't think of any other bad situations but all I know is my school saw me as a problem and punish me for my "bad behavior."

My school even wanted to throw me in a classroom with violent students because I kept gettig in fights with my bullies.

I was skipped up a grade so I could be around more mature people and learn closer to my level. It didn't work in eighth grade, but I did a lot better my freshman and sophomore year of high school. I'm taking all honors and AP classes now and I have a teacher who specializes in Asperger's Syndrome who I check in with almost every day. She was mean to me recently, though.

Yeah. My schools were pretty extreme. They didn't care.

Yep, extreme all right...extreme apathy from my K-12 schools. They didn't know what to do with me--I was so far above my grade level intellectually that they couldn't hold me back, but so far behind my grade level emotionally and socially that they couldn't move me forward. They just didn't want to deal with it, so they left me in the grade I was in. This was back in the '70s and early '80s, so of course nobody knew about AS, but still, it was obvious that I needed some sort of help. However, they used GPA as the only criterion for assistance, and since I got straight As, they figured I wasn't a candidate for assistance. It's sad, because there is so much I could have accomplished with the proper guidance. Instead, I was not allowed to explore my full intellectual potential (there were no such things as AP classes or honors programs back then), and I graduated as valedictorian with the emotional intelligence of a sixth-grader.

I am so grateful for all the people at the community college and at the university who have worked or are working with me since 2006. I am finally getting the help I need, and it feels so good!

Actually I do remember many instances from elementary school. And only very few of those were interactions with teachers and counselors.
Like in 1st grade, I remember this one counselor from extended day care, who always thought I was rolling her eyes at her, and used to always make me go on rather long time outs.
There are other instances but I can't remember them very well at the moment. My older memories that aren't vivid can only be triggered, I have found.

I was held back a year in preschool because I was apparently "not socially ready" for school.

My school put me in a special ed classroom full time because I didn't talk well. My preschool recommended this school that has special ed classrooms for kids. My parents went along with it thinking they knew what they were doing.

My school didn't care that I had no social skills. My grades were decent, so they didn't bother with the fact that I didn't communicate with others. I wish they had. Then maybe I'd have some social skills now & my life wouldn't be so isolated.