I woke up Monday morning and found, to my utter relief and surprise, a message from my boss reminding me this week was spring break. I had more chances to plan for a better lecture! So here's more science.
The good news is that it seems like the science is short and simple. The bad news is I will then make it longer and a little more complicated, because I want to go the extra mile for the students if given the chance.
Karl Patterson Schmidt, I salute you.
To the author's credit, they did say the book wasn't a memoir. But when you're searching for true, lived experiences of other women with autism, it really doesn't help to dangle the story as truth or fiction.
One day, my dad asked me if I thought autism was a mental disorder. I answered him from the perspective of a student versed in neuroscience and psychology. A definite "yes". Now what do I think, as someone with autism?
I went in with enough cockiness that I made beginner teacher mistakes.
Kids should be taught about bubble science with quality. That's what I deliver. Also it's actually a cool way to begin learning chemistry and the laws of the universe!
I'm starting to hate corn starch. It's just as sticky and messy as glitter, but without the glam.
Sometimes I like to surf reddit. Since my recent autism diagnosis, I was feeling curious and decided to look at the subreddit catering to autism memes. Boy, did I certainly feel seen.
Excuse the drama, but there's no longer drama in a classic trope that's been used for so long it's no longer a surprise.
You'd think it would take like five minutes. I certainly thought so. Turns out, not by a long shot. Between waiting for the processing speed of the phone and vibe checking all my songs, I got thinking about music's part of my life as someone with ADHD and high-functioning autism.
I taught kids from kindergarten - fourth grade bubble-ology this week. I wish I could say it went as planned.