Once upon a time, there was a Boy who was on the Spectrum. The Boy’s parents really wanted him to have a Catholic education, so they went to their priest. They said they believed that The Boy could get along in the parish school, but they also knew it was going to take a lot of work from everyone involved. The kindly Irish priest, with a twinkle in his eye, said “You do your part, we’ll do ours, and God will take care of the rest.”
And so the journey began.
At first, The Boy didn’t really fit in.
And there were certainly parts about a strict Catholic school that The Boy did not love.
But eventually, The Boy started making friends.
To his classmates, he became just one of the gang.
The Boy’s teachers taught him that as long as you have the right book, reading can be as good as math. (And sometimes as good as a party.)
They made room for his “walking” in the back of the classroom, and even learned the difference between when he needed to walk and when he was just goofing off.
The Boy loved his school.
And The Boy’s parents were ever so grateful for everyone who’s helped The Boy along the way.