When staff are the bully

Ironic, isn’t it.  Those in charge of ensuring children aren’t subjected to bullying, often times are the actual bully, or working in concert with the aggressor.  Sadly it’s becoming common place in the special education world, and far too often it goes unchecked until something really horrific happens.  Partly because staff with the intention of malice exploit the very nature of the student’s disabilities, relying on their cognitive functioning level to complicate, or negate believability. Partly because administrative staff have a tendency to turn a blind eye because they are more concerned with staffing and human resource issues that could arise from addressing instances in which bullying has been suggested, or concerns relayed to them.

Parents often lack credibility in the eyes of staff, and are accused of being overly emotional, irrational, or not properly educated in the ways of disability.  Where there are certainly instances in which the above is true, it does not negate all claims made on behalf of their children. 

This is a system that is stacked against you, in which you rarely are the victor, and are often left picking up the pieces of damage that happens to your child, or in some cases, the continued harassment your child is subjected to simply because you suggested bullying may have occurred. 

When you bring up concerns about staff interaction with regard to safety, and professionalism, and suddenly instances of involuntary seclusion, denial of basic civil rights such as access to the bathroom on request, and students being encouraged or allowed to physically assault your child routinely, what do you call that?  Over active imagination?  Coincidence?  Happenstance?  A simple misunderstanding times multiple incidents?  Or is it exactly what it sounds like?

What is it when you work in the same profession, have more education, and know exactly how situations are supposed to be handled, yet your words are worthless?

Why do your tax dollars support a system that can often do more harm than good to the child and there is so little recourse to right injustice?

Where is the intrinsic motivation of the professional to do there job well, properly, and with pride that they are working in the best interest of the child?

How have we come so far since 1975, yet in so many ways, little has changed?

Who is going to ever right this system so that it actually does what it is intended to do on behalf of these children?

My voice is often lost in a myriad of meetings, emails, and grievances, with little to no real resolution..........how then will my child’s voice ever be heard, or for the children who have no voice?

When those in charge of compliance, are ironically out of compliance

The special education system is often like a labyrinth at times, and can create enough frustration, that you almost give up on the whole process.  Opinion and interpretation are at times, not relevant to the regulations or law, which is just one trapping of the system.  I'm okay with that though; it's true of all life situations.  Where the law is clear cut though, is a whole other matter.  There's a system of safeguards in place that are carefully laid out, and the what, why and where of receiving help. 

Cool beans, right?  Well, that is if the people in charge of those safeguards actually adhere to them, or aren't guilty of misconduct themselves.  There's a chain of command for such situations, because unfortunately people fail in their duties at times, and occasionally you have to seek help from someone above them.  But what happens when EVERYBODY in the chain is out of compliance? I mean that is aside from you developing a permanent eye twitch, and wanting to pull your hair out on a regular basis.

My very unfortunate personal example:  First, you discover there are compliance issues with your child's IEP, and you then address that to the principal (check).  Principal admits "Oops" (though it's their oversight to ensure such issues don't occur), but does nothing to correct it.  Next step, you discuss this with your ombudsperson, and file a district level compliance complaint (check).  Meanwhile, about fifteen other compliance issues emerge, so you again, attempt to contact your ombudsperson, to begin the process of filing more compliance complaints (check).  You diligently await your first compliance complaint investigation to be completed, and the resulting investigate report that will contain the corrective action (check).  But you still haven't been able to amend the other fifteen issues that have occurred, because said person never bothers to get back to you, or give you access to the paperwork to file to correct it all.  After a certain period of time, this person is now out of compliance for not getting you either the compliance paperwork, or concluding the compliance investigation, and informing you of the result (check).

Is that ironic?  The person in charge of compliance, can't manage to be in compliance themselves.  What's even more ironic, is that you can't get a hold of the person to determine who you report them to for their failure, because they are the omnipotent power in charge of all issues within the district. 

Meanwhile, your child suffers in this broken system.  And because you do things such as file complaints over legal issues (not your typical "I'm an overprotective parent that can't be satisfied because you didn't wipe his nose 25 times today"), staff begin to view your child unfavorably, and will even go so far as to create behaviors.  They even accidentally send you an email discussing how they are going to willfully be non compliant of the law, because they don't care for your previous actions with regard to filing compliance complaints (and well, if you can't get a hold of the person in charge of these issues, your left talking to thin air).

It's a sad state of affairs.  Like these children don't have enough to face everyday.

It situations like these that makes us such a litigious society.  It's one thing when it's only one link in the chain that is weak; it's another thing when it's the whole entire chain.

Public transit individuals not qualified to make a diagnosis

I am still so extremely angry and bothered by yesterday's experience with trying to get my son his disabled transit ID.  The sheer ignorance, audacity, and flat out rudeness of the lady I dealt with yesterday is still reeling in my mind.  Over the years we definitely have had some situations that irritate you, but this one was by far the worst situation I've had to experience.

We had to travel all the way downtown to The Transit Store, which in itself is always a nightmare.  Traffic is horrible, parking will cost you ten dollars an hour (and you still have to hike four blocks or more to get to your desired location), and it's a sensory disaster waiting to happen for someone who is Autistic.  We avoid downtown like the plague (America's finest city, really?).  Never mind that this also entails both of us having to be present to hopefully prevent any meltdowns, and the cost involved with the subsequent loss of work to perform this task.


My students all have transit ID's, and I've been through this process before; it's typically a piece of cake.  Filled out application form, student ID, and an IEP listing federal handicapping code.  Pay fee, take picture, out the door you go.  Yesterday, was by no stretch of the imagination, easy.


We hand all necessary items to clerk/attendant/rude, unqualified, and incapable of reading a simple date transit worker.  First, she argues that there is no date on the IEP.  Really, the date of the annual, the date of the last triennial, or the date of entrance to special ed?  There's many to choose from, and make it quite clear that said disability is evidently not "temporary" (entrance date of 2001 should make that pretty abundantly clear, but maybe Im just being snarky).

Next, she apparently decides (after we point out the dates to her), that she want's to question his disability.  She asks another (much older I might add) transit worker to come over, look at the IEP (because evidently their experience must be limited), and then has the gall to point my son out.  My blood began to boil.  Who the hell are you to point out my child, and look him up and down trying to decide for yourself if you think he is Autistic or not!  Who are you to publicly embarrass him in front of about 20 other people, and pass judgment on his disability and it's validity in your eyes.  What gives you the qualifications to make such an assumption?

Clerk/attendant/rude, unqualified, and incapable of reading a simple date transit worker came back to the window after consulting with said older other transit worker (who looked clearly embarrassed herself for her co-workers behavior), and very curtly said "Go to the next window for your photo", and stomped off.

This whole little display had angered us, and my son even says "Why is everyone staring at me" and "how come she can't read an IEP?" and the kicker was when he said "Im sorry Im causing so many problems".  Granted my son is very high functioning, but appearance alone is not a determination of who is, or isn't Autistic.

We get in line,  take his photo, and wait to get his new ID.  It's spring break, and it's time to begin mobility training; the earlier we start the better odds that he'll be independent in the future.

We thought the whole skirmish was over, and that we'd be on our way in no time at all (ha).  We receive his ID, and in beautiful bold red lettering does it state "temporary ID".  What, and wtf?  Im not new to this.  Disabled ID's for transit are good for five years (temporary ID's are issued for well, temporary disabilities).  When did Autism become temporary?  She couldn't help herself obviously, and in her spite marked our application temporary (according to her ability to "see" my son's disability) .  Was there a supervisor in site to help us with this situation, of course not.

If the ID's were only to be issued yearly, I would suck it up and deal with it; policy is policy.  I of course know this isn't the case, and am pissed as hell that this little trollop had the nerve to be so petty, and unprofessional by just adding insult to injury after her little public display of knowledge.

My only recourse was to email the transit authority, and make it very clear that this issue needs to be resolved accordingly, and that failure to do so will result in a subsequent filing of an OCR action.

Such instances are a travesty to our children, and anyone who has a disability.  I find it repulsive that people can be so ignorant.  I find it even more disturbing that had I not the knowledge of their policies, I would have been unaware of what they had just done to my son.

April is Autism Awareness month, and clearly, we haven't got the message out to enough people yet.

It's Autism Awareness month..........

April begins the month of spreading the word, and hopefully educating people to what Autism is. It seems odd, given the statistics of what the rate of occurrence currently is, that such a task is even necessary. By now, it should have touched your family, friend, co-worker, an encounter in the grocery store, etc.

Maybe it has, maybe it hasn't; maybe you simply weren't listening.

It is evident in the blog-o-sphere, that it hasn't reached everyone, or that what grasp they have on the disorder is limited, or even biased and misconstrued.

There has recently been some upheaval in the blog world over an individual potentially being unaware of the traits of Autism, and labeling the child she came across as simply "bratty" or "over indulged" by her grandmother. Those of us who have Autism in our life, very clearly assessed the odds that this child was Autistic, and that she was simply misunderstood.

And out came the wolves. Multitudes of individuals praising the writer for her disdain with the child's public behavior, the shared irritation they would have felt with the situation, and the applaud for her "normal" children behaving so well with the experience.

This is where awareness, has gotten us almost no where, and we have so far yet to go.

Some commentary was made from the other side (let's indulge and say "our" side), and explained that this child was most likely Autistic, and the subsequent nuances that come with her behavior. This caused some people who had been rather nasty, to take a step back, and re-examine their position. Yet others, wanted to hear nothing about it. These are the people that no amount of awareness, will change their view. They are of the belief that our children are not "normal" and therefor, should not have the same privileges as their children. This is an unfortunate perception in society, and some will even go on to say that our children are a drain on society, and not worthy of the cost or effort required to help shape them to be as independent and "normal" as possible.

First, there really is no such animal as "normal". There is the kind politically correct phrase of "neurotypical". And just what does that translate into: typical. Typical is average. Typical is vanilla. Typical is being awash in a sea of similarity, with no distinction. Typical, is having nothing special that sets you apart from the rest of the population.

"Normal" or "typical" children (and adults for that matter) run the risk of being a financial burden on our society. In reality, more often than not, it is the "normal" individual that costs us, not vice versa. They cost us in taxpayer dollars for incarceration, in increased taxes from failure to pay debt, in public defenders, drug rehab programs, and more examples than I can list. Some would argue then that these individuals are not normal either but then, who is? That would equate to a very small portion of society. Why are their needs and cost acceptable, and not our affected children?

Secondly, what expertise do such individuals have to determine "normal". Are you certain beyond a shadow a doubt that your own child meets the definition? What happens if down the road your child should be affected mentally or physically? Will they still be "normal" in your eyes (will you lie to yourself because not being "normal" is such a travesty). Or will you turn your back on them because they no longer fit your preconceived bias of how a child should be?

All we can do is attempt to spread the word of awareness and hope for acceptance. Unfortunately, there will be some individuals we'll never get through to.

I'll gladly take my atypical, non-average, more flavorful than vanilla child over your child any day. His uniqueness runs circles around your "normal" child.

End rant.