I've spoken before about Mr Teacher, the new role model in The Boy's life. Well I got an email from him last night. As usual, it's been edited to protect the innocent, but it goes something like this:
"As we spoke about earlier, attached is a photograph and introduction from MsNewTeacher. MsNewTeacher will be taking The Boy's class on Monday morning for one hour and The Boy will be asked if he feels that MsNewTeacher would be a suitable teacher at our school in the future."
I love that! I love the photo to prepare The Boy for the stranger coming to school, and I love that The Boy has a say in whether or not he feels she'd be a suitable teacher. It reminds me why this is the right school for him, and it's lovely to know his opinion is valued and appreciated... And at the same time it has made me laugh and chuckle to myself all day. I know The Boy's opinion will only be a small part of the process, but oh how I would love that he was the main decision maker!
We talked about it over dinner. School would appear a little different to what it does now. Lesson One would be 'Lunch'. Lesson Two 'Play'. Lesson Three 'Play'. Lesson Four 'Play'. Lesson Five 'Computers'. Lesson Six 'Play'. Lesson Seven 'Hometime'. And Harry Potter would be the caretaker.
So, if you're going for a job interview at a school on Monday, don't be wasting your time with lesson plans and child protection legislation. Just brush up on your Doctor Who, Simon's Cat and Minecraft. If you really want to nail it, ignore the five outcomes of Every Child Matters, just recite the six names of the members of Power Rangers Samurai. The job's yours.
Oh, and I asked The Boy if he could have anyone in the world, from TV or anything, any superhero he wanted, who he would pick to be his new teacher. He didn't even think about it.
"Mr Teacher", he said.
This blog is about bringing up The Boy. He's 12 years old and autistic. It's written by The Dad. It's my words, my view. Other people will think differently and have different opinions. Good.