What is their experience being treated by teachers at school

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If were/ are in special-needs classes or even in a autism class or program in your school

I'm not sure if you're looking for my answer, but I attend a special school for deaf students that also has staff specialising in disabilities other than deafness too. The teachers at my school treat students with care and respect and are very understanding and aware of their needs. There is a special room in the school which students can go to if they need some time to themselves.

The staff are aware of my autism and sense when I need time to myself and know how to deal with my meltdowns and shutdowns. If I am struggling in biology class or chemistry class with a practical experiment (I struggle a lot with independence) my teachers will assist and help me, and talk me through it.

Because my school is also a boarding school, care staff check up on me once every hour after school to see if I'm not having a meltdown or shutdown. If I am having a meltdown or a shutdown, they will support me through it and calm me down.

My teaching assistant who specialises in ASDs runs programmes which teach essential life skills for students with an ASD or learning difficulties. I am going to be starting Life Skills on Wednesday. She is very supportive and kind.

Not positive. At all.

In 2005 I was forced into SpED, without any kind of diagnosis. I actually don't remember what went on in elementary (except the fact that I was taken to a school for other "special" kids for 5th grade because my teachers had such a hard time dealing with me). Middle school was awful, since I was constantly being bullied and intentionally isolated by the other school students, and their best advice was "ignore the bullying" and "break out of my shell". They were all full of f*****g s**t.

I was put through speech therapy and TBH I think I had it since Elementary, but regardless I had it up until this year, even though I was very well above and beyond their BS ABA-based robot treatments. The teacher gave us assignments and tasks that were suited for elementary school children, and I was treated like a robot and I felt as if I were less than human. They had the completely wrong idea on how to deal with my case. In essence, I got f****d over by Special Ed.

They f****d me over. That's all I got to say about the special ed teachers. They f****d me over, and school ruined my life.

Sorry for the rant, that's just how things went down for me.

In the months leading up to Christmas when I was in Grade 3, the teacher's aide would drag me into the washroom and order me to go to the bathroom. She dragged me to the smallest toilet at the far end of the washroom. I kept telling her that I didn't have to go, which I really didn't. She kept yelling in my face to go to the bathroom and each time she abused me like that, I'd end up having a meltdown telling that stupid aide that I was scared of her.

I told my parents that the aide kept dragging me into the bathroom and my dad phoned the school and that aide and told her not to drag me into the bathroom like that anymore.

The damage was done, however and I've decided to turn the tables on the aide. Every time she told me to do something, I'd talk back. There were times that I've called her Dollar Nestman and Nestman Quarter. I've even called her Wayne Gretzky a few times. That was all a result of the abuse in the washroom because of an isolated incident that happened a year earlier.

In the months leading up to Christmas when I was in Grade 3, the teacher's aide would drag me into the washroom and order me to go to the bathroom. She dragged me to the smallest toilet at the far end of the washroom. I kept telling her that I didn't have to go, which I really didn't. She kept yelling in my face to go to the bathroom and each time she abused me like that, I'd end up having a meltdown telling that stupid aide that I was scared of her.

I told my parents that the aide kept dragging me into the bathroom and my dad phoned the school and that aide and told her not to drag me into the bathroom like that anymore.

The damage was done, however and I've decided to turn the tables on the aide. Every time she told me to do something, I'd talk back. There were times that I've called her Dollar Nestman and Nestman Quarter. I've even called her Wayne Gretzky a few times. That was all a result of the abuse in the washroom because of an isolated incident that happened a year earlier.

I was treated with care and respect when I was growing up but there was that one year where it wasn't good. I was in 6th grade and my special ed teacher and I did not get along and I didn't get along with my new speech therapist or with other school staff in the room. They found me to be argumentative and disrespectful and it was like I could never say anything right and anything I did was wrong like finger drumming for example. Gosh I thought that was normal behavior. I must have done it wrong for them to make a big deal about it. Then my parents stopped all services in my school and we only did private therapy and I got along with them.

I was only in Special Ed, about a "minute". The worst thing teachers did to me, was to say things, like: "She has 'sparks' of intelligence", "She could do so much more, if she'd only apply herself"----and, my all-time favorite (sarcasm), was: "Why don't you do work, like this, ALL the time?" When they'd say things like this----aside from thinking they were total IDIOTS----I always thought, to myself: "Why don't you give me more challenging things to DO?"

My teachers were ok, except my 5th grade teacher, and my 11th grade math teacher. But since a lot of people disliked them anyway, and there anger at me had nothing to do with my disorder, it's probably not relevant. I was never in special ed.

The worst thing a teacher did to my was ask me why I didn't take behavior medicine. I asked (he was balding) why he had no rogaine. He grabbed my shoulder and said "You wanna insult me?!?" But that actually won me the admiration of the class.

LOLOLOL----TOO funny----GOOD one!!

Most teachers are stupid that fail to anything meaning in their careers. Thus, they are force to go teach for a living after taking terrible undergraduate that do nothing. So, I would always think teachers as less people to me since they are not ones who desire respect as a computer and books could do their jobs more effectively. Because of this I try to interact as little as possible since they are paid to brainwash people to the state point of view. Usually, they did not bother me much.

I've been in special needs schools for autistic kids my whole life. Some teachers have been great and other teachers I haven't liked so much. Really just depends on who you get. SSN teachers are a lot better at dealing with kids with autism. They understand us a lot better.

This is one of the best comeback lines I've ever heard.

Hah. This brings back (awful) memories of being holed up in meetings and such with my mom being lectured about how smart I was but how I didn't like my work and all that s**t. Looking back, I had so many issues that they botched. Their willy-nilly nice pep talk did s**t.

That comeback is ace!

Yep, I know wha'cha mean. Like the example that I gave..... If a kid does WELL, why don't YOU (the teacher) look into why they're not doing well, at OTHER times----I mean, HELLO!! I mean, I know they've got an awful lot of kids to be concerned-with, but SHEEESH!!

My secondary school experience (so far) has been extremely different to my primary.

I remember in 1st class (1st grade or so, age 7) I had a teacher who tripped me up once and scolded me for falling... Made me pick up things and clean up after other students. She'd single me out and shout at me etc. Not very fun. She made a few kids have bedwetting problems... She called me a few things which were pretty immature and drilled into me that I was a liar, cheat and awfully stupid.
In around 3rd grade/class I had another teacher who used to throw things at me. She was pretty ok, but I remember us having a birthday calendar for the class, and she refused to list mine. Then when my birthday came along, I asked if we had homework, she told me I wasn't special so why should I be treated that way.
Fourth grade/class was when I was diagnosed. She refused the diagnosis and insisted I was just hypersensitive. Made me cry multiple times in class... We told her that I hate loud noises, and if I need to have a meltdown I'll go to the toilet to console myself. This happened, she called a student to go and drag me back to class. She would scream at me for not understanding fractions and tell me how it was so frustrating to teach me because it was such an easy concept that only the dumbest of dumb wouldn't understand it...
Another teacher who I had for two years (he was pretty amazing apart from this) denied that a boy bullied me despite me having to go home after this boy knocked me to the ground and hurting my head to the point that I nearly ended up in a hospital... this boy would taunt me constantly and beat me up too damn often. I got him back in the last year of school... This teacher also let us slap eachother for getting answers wrong and threw things at us.

A few teachers let other kids accuse me of bullying, cheating etc. and then punished me for it, though it was them who did it. I told someone some of the things my teachers did/let students do and I think it's called gaslighting? I'm not completely sure though.

Sorry for my wall of text... I know it's kinda dumb considering most of you have experienced FAR worse than I have, but I'm just a bit of a crybaby. For the record, I went to a regular Catholic school.