I really enjoy reading friend’s #100 Happy Days posts on Facebook. I thought about doing it, but wasn’t so sure about managing 100 consecutive posts (not because I can’t think of anything each day, more because of the time taken to post every day). I have a fairly hideous few months coming up though, I already have two Archie/learning disability-related meetings booked in for September that I am dreading, and rather than get bogged down in the them I thought a bit of noticing the good wouldn’t go amiss.
So I’ll post a hundred happy days, but I’m adapting it to suit me. It won’t be consecutive, will probably be autism focused (although not exclusive), and I’ll throw in a bit of gratitude type stuff & expand on reasons for my choices sometimes.
So today my moment of happiness came via the school holiday playsheme. The no-access-to-respite holiday has been difficult for Archie and somewhat fraught at times for us (because it’s difficult for Archie) & this week’s school playscheme has been a relief all round. Archie has loved it. Today I took a break from work and sorted out lots of things that needed doing at home. Joe and Louis were out most of the day, and I pottered. Oh yes indeed, thanks to the playscheme, I was practially purring today.
The school has been a godsend. After four pointless terms in mainstream Archie switched to his wonderful special school aged 5 and has never looked back. Tenish years later we’re still often grateful to them. If I sat down and listed everything they’ve done it would run to pages, but they’ve taught him what he needed to learn to access life (waiting was a good one), they fixed his eating issues and he now eats everything (as opposed to no meat, no fish, no cheese, no fruit, no veg), they’ve always encouraged him, they’ve had high expectations and have challenged him. They’re flexible (Archie has joined in with students from other classes for example to do things like ten tors and water polo), they communicate brilliantly – first names all round – and they care.
I can’t really post a picture of Archie at school; lots of the photos have other kids in, so I’ve posted his pig instead. He drew that this term (and wrote ‘pig’) – and this from a young person who didn’t really hold a pen until all that recently. Drawing/writing is something I didn’t ever really expect. Seeing his pig makes me happy, and whenever I go into school these days there’s always something of that sort in his pile of work that surprises me.
So yay to school, thanks for everything.
And here’s to another 99 happy days.