Endeavoring to spread encouragement, knowledge and testimony to those who work with children with Autism.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Friday, November 19, 2010
Autism
As many of you know, I am deeply embedded in the world of autism. This morning, I had a parent send this to me and whether I'm emotional or crazy or what, I don't know, but I sat here and cried. What a beautiful depiction of autism. And more than that, how wonderful it is that people are appropriately and factually spreading information, positivity and help about autism throughout the world. Do me a favor? Send this to someone you know who many not know about autism so when they come across it, they can judge positively.
Saturday, November 13, 2010
Profiles of Autism in LDS Congregations
I saw this little video and thought it was very insightful. Figured I'd pass it on. Enjoy!
http://vimeo.com/2271944
http://vimeo.com/2271944
Monday, October 18, 2010
Thomas the Tank Engine
For all you Thomas fans, here's a fun little game to try:
http://www.autismspectrum.org.au/index.php?mn=2-6-5-1&option=com_content&view=article&id=435&Itemid=483&Itemid=483
http://www.autismspectrum.org.au/index.php?mn=2-6-5-1&option=com_content&view=article&id=435&Itemid=483&Itemid=483
Sunday, October 10, 2010
Because of Your Faith
Elder Holland's talk, "Because of Your Faith," in Conference last week struck me. It struck me that we don't thank those around us enough for the example, the courage, the faith that they give us just by the lives they lead. In his talk, he said:
I want to echo that statement of gratitude, for I see the miracle each of those parents provide daily to their individual children. I am strengthened, humbled and overjoyed at the divinity that I am daily surrounded by. Thank you, parents. All you parents who show us how we ought to live.
"I am grateful for selfless parents who—perhaps for a lifetime—care for a challenged child, sometimes with more than one challenge and sometimes with more than one child."
I want to echo that statement of gratitude, for I see the miracle each of those parents provide daily to their individual children. I am strengthened, humbled and overjoyed at the divinity that I am daily surrounded by. Thank you, parents. All you parents who show us how we ought to live.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Brains and Autism
This is an interesting article that will help those working with autism better understand the way our brains work differently. Enjoy!
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=129379866&ft=1&f=100
http://www.npr.org/templates/story/story.php?storyId=129379866&ft=1&f=100
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Multisensory Integration
Thought this was a fun and interesting little article about how kids with autism may process sensory information. Enjoy!
http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2010/08/100819173840.htm
http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2010/08/100819173840.htm
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
Visual Sensory Processing
Here's a lovely little presentation made by some paraeducators at Clear Horizons Academy to help people better understand visual sensory processing. Enjoy!
Thursday, August 26, 2010
Anxiety
Check out this awesome site on childhood anxiety! Very informative...
http://www.childanxiety.net/Fears_Phobias_Anxiety.htm
http://www.childanxiety.net/Fears_Phobias_Anxiety.htm
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Detecting Nuerological Disorders with EEGs
LOVED this. Thought it was so interesting. And so true...
http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/eng/aditi_shankardass_a_second_opinion_on_learning_disorders.html
http://www.ted.com/talks/lang/eng/aditi_shankardass_a_second_opinion_on_learning_disorders.html
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Climbing the Symbolic Ladder
This, my friends, is one of the most wonderful things I have EVER read. It applies to all kiddos anywhere. I LOVE the way it helps me know, concretely, things that I can do in thinking about helping symbolic development as well as why it is so important. It's a pdf, so even if you don't have time to read it now, go and save it, print it out and put it in your car to read pieces when you can...
ENJOY!
http://hss.state.ak.us/ocs/ECCS/pdf/ClimbingtheSymbolicLadder.pdf
ENJOY!
http://hss.state.ak.us/ocs/ECCS/pdf/ClimbingtheSymbolicLadder.pdf
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
7 Easy Ways to Help a Family Diagnosed With Autism
I thought this article was phenomenal. So many things we can do to support and love each other in ways that are effective and wonderful. Spread the word!
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/elaine-hall/living-with-autism-7-easy_b_681033.html
http://www.huffingtonpost.com/elaine-hall/living-with-autism-7-easy_b_681033.html
Thursday, August 12, 2010
Wednesday, August 11, 2010
Outside Perspective
I don't know this woman. I just saw her blog referenced on a friend's page. I have simply read this one post. And I loved it. It reminds me of the little things - looking into our kid's hearts for the "whys." Go here to read the story:
http://mommysnark.blogspot.com/2010/08/outside-perspective.html
http://mommysnark.blogspot.com/2010/08/outside-perspective.html
Tuesday, August 10, 2010
The Race
"Quit, give up, you're beaten"
They shout at you and plead
"There's just too much against you
This time you can't succeed".
And as I start to hang my head
In front of failures face
My downward fall is broken by
The memory of a race
And hope refills my weakened will
As I recall that scene
Or just the thought of that short race
Rejuvenates my being
Childrens race, young boys
Young men, how I remember well
Excitement sure, but also fear
It wasn't hard to tell
They all lined up so full of hope
Each thought to win that race
Or tie for first, or if not that
At least take second place
The fathers watched from off the side
Each cheering for his son
And each boy hoped to show his dad
That he could be the one
The whistle blew and off they went
Young hearts and hopes afire
To win and be the hero there
Was each young boys desire
And one boy in particular
Whose dad was in the crowd
Was running near the lead and thought
"My dad will be so proud"
But as they speeded down the field
Across a shallow dip
The little boy who thought to win
Lost his step and slipped
Trying hard to catch himself
With hands flew out to brace
And amid the laughter of the crowd
He fell flat on his face
But as he fell his dad stood up
And showed his anxious face
Which to the boy so clearly said
"Get up and win the race"
He quickly rose, no damage done
Behind a bit that's all
And ran with all his night and mind
To make up for the fall
So anxious to restore himself
To catch up and to win
His mind went faster than his legs
He slipped and fell again
He wised then that he had quit before
With only one disgrace
"I'm hopeless as a runner now
I shouldn't try to race"
But in the laughing crowd he searched
And found his fathers face
That steady look which said again
"Get up and win the race"
So up he jumped to try again
Ten yards behind the last
If I'm going to gain those yards he though
I've got to move real fast
Exerting everything he had
He regained eight or ten
But trying hard to catch the lead
He slipped and fell again
Defeat, he lay there silently
A tear dropped from his eye
There's no sense running anymore
Three strikes, I'm out, why try?
The will to rise had disappeared
All hope had fled away
So far behind so error prone
A loser all the way
"I've lost, so what", he thought
I'll live with my disgrace
But then he thought about his dad
Whom soon he'd have to face
"Get up" the echo sounded low
"Get up" and take your place
You were not meant for failure here
"Get up", and win the race
With borrowed will "Get up" it said
"You haven't lost at all"
For winning is no more than this
To rise each time you fall
So up he rose to run once more
And with a new commit
He resolved, that win or lose
At least he shouldn't quit
So far behind the others now
The most he'd ever been
Still he'd give it all he had
And run as though to win
Three times he'd fallen, stumbling
Three times he'd rose again
Too far behind to hope to win
He still ran to the end
They cheered the winning runner
As he crossed the line first place
Head high and proud and happy
No falling, no disgrace
But when the fallen youngster
Crossed the line, last place
The crowd gave him the greater cheer
For finishing the race
And even though he came in last
With head bent low, unproud
You would have thought he'd won the race
To listen to the crowd
And to his dad he sadly said
"I didn't do too well"
"To me you won", his father said
"You rose each time you fell"
by D. H. Groberg
They shout at you and plead
"There's just too much against you
This time you can't succeed".
And as I start to hang my head
In front of failures face
My downward fall is broken by
The memory of a race
And hope refills my weakened will
As I recall that scene
Or just the thought of that short race
Rejuvenates my being
Childrens race, young boys
Young men, how I remember well
Excitement sure, but also fear
It wasn't hard to tell
They all lined up so full of hope
Each thought to win that race
Or tie for first, or if not that
At least take second place
The fathers watched from off the side
Each cheering for his son
And each boy hoped to show his dad
That he could be the one
The whistle blew and off they went
Young hearts and hopes afire
To win and be the hero there
Was each young boys desire
And one boy in particular
Whose dad was in the crowd
Was running near the lead and thought
"My dad will be so proud"
But as they speeded down the field
Across a shallow dip
The little boy who thought to win
Lost his step and slipped
Trying hard to catch himself
With hands flew out to brace
And amid the laughter of the crowd
He fell flat on his face
But as he fell his dad stood up
And showed his anxious face
Which to the boy so clearly said
"Get up and win the race"
He quickly rose, no damage done
Behind a bit that's all
And ran with all his night and mind
To make up for the fall
So anxious to restore himself
To catch up and to win
His mind went faster than his legs
He slipped and fell again
He wised then that he had quit before
With only one disgrace
"I'm hopeless as a runner now
I shouldn't try to race"
But in the laughing crowd he searched
And found his fathers face
That steady look which said again
"Get up and win the race"
So up he jumped to try again
Ten yards behind the last
If I'm going to gain those yards he though
I've got to move real fast
Exerting everything he had
He regained eight or ten
But trying hard to catch the lead
He slipped and fell again
Defeat, he lay there silently
A tear dropped from his eye
There's no sense running anymore
Three strikes, I'm out, why try?
The will to rise had disappeared
All hope had fled away
So far behind so error prone
A loser all the way
"I've lost, so what", he thought
I'll live with my disgrace
But then he thought about his dad
Whom soon he'd have to face
"Get up" the echo sounded low
"Get up" and take your place
You were not meant for failure here
"Get up", and win the race
With borrowed will "Get up" it said
"You haven't lost at all"
For winning is no more than this
To rise each time you fall
So up he rose to run once more
And with a new commit
He resolved, that win or lose
At least he shouldn't quit
So far behind the others now
The most he'd ever been
Still he'd give it all he had
And run as though to win
Three times he'd fallen, stumbling
Three times he'd rose again
Too far behind to hope to win
He still ran to the end
They cheered the winning runner
As he crossed the line first place
Head high and proud and happy
No falling, no disgrace
But when the fallen youngster
Crossed the line, last place
The crowd gave him the greater cheer
For finishing the race
And even though he came in last
With head bent low, unproud
You would have thought he'd won the race
To listen to the crowd
And to his dad he sadly said
"I didn't do too well"
"To me you won", his father said
"You rose each time you fell"
by D. H. Groberg
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
A Stinging Realization
This little true story was written by a parent at Clear Horizons Academy and to me illustrates many wonderful points in working with our kiddos. Thank you for sharing with us!
It was late in the afternoon on Mother's Day and I had happily accepted my husband and son's offer to take some time to relax and read. I was deep into my book when I heard a mumbled conversation grow louder and clearer.
"What should we do?" " I know, I have an idea." I could hear some noises in the kitchen and then I heard my husband describe to my son how he intended to capture the yellow jacket, that had somehow gotten into our living room, with a cooking pot and cover it with a book so that he could proceed to let it go outside. A few silent seconds went by and then I heard screaming.
"No." "Why did you kill him?" "I love all animals even the ones with stingers and I will never ever ever forgive you." My husband had accidentally put the book down over the yellow jacket and its broken body lay squirming in the pot. "I will never forgive you - I love all animals..."
Because my son processes the goings-on around him verbally, he continued to scream out these words over and over.
At this point I had already been present for a few minutes and my son started to regulate enough to go on. In a sweet sobbing voice he said: "But you didn't even listen to my idea." In unison, my husband and I asked him what his idea was and what he shared was one of the most beautiful ideas I've ever heard.
"My idea was to pick a flower so that the bee would land on it because bees like nectar."
So often - in situations that aren't nearly as intense - we as adults problem-solve in such an efficient manner that we don't even take time to listen to our children's ideas.
Later, my son started to talk about an ant that he too had killed just the day before. "My finger was too heavy and it died." He said that later he had said a little prayer for the ant. As he processed his own guilt for having squished the tiny ant, he was able to apply these feelings to the guilt my husband felt. And then it hit me, my son was beginning to demonstrate "Theory of Mind," or the ability to begin to apply his own feelings to another person, to empathize.
And so, I too, will say a little prayer for the yellow jacket that lost its life on Mother's Day - and, in honor of that life, I will try to keep in mind that sometimes the simple beauty of a flower can not only preserve, but change a life.
It was late in the afternoon on Mother's Day and I had happily accepted my husband and son's offer to take some time to relax and read. I was deep into my book when I heard a mumbled conversation grow louder and clearer.
"What should we do?" " I know, I have an idea." I could hear some noises in the kitchen and then I heard my husband describe to my son how he intended to capture the yellow jacket, that had somehow gotten into our living room, with a cooking pot and cover it with a book so that he could proceed to let it go outside. A few silent seconds went by and then I heard screaming.
"No." "Why did you kill him?" "I love all animals even the ones with stingers and I will never ever ever forgive you." My husband had accidentally put the book down over the yellow jacket and its broken body lay squirming in the pot. "I will never forgive you - I love all animals..."
Because my son processes the goings-on around him verbally, he continued to scream out these words over and over.
At this point I had already been present for a few minutes and my son started to regulate enough to go on. In a sweet sobbing voice he said: "But you didn't even listen to my idea." In unison, my husband and I asked him what his idea was and what he shared was one of the most beautiful ideas I've ever heard.
"My idea was to pick a flower so that the bee would land on it because bees like nectar."
So often - in situations that aren't nearly as intense - we as adults problem-solve in such an efficient manner that we don't even take time to listen to our children's ideas.
Later, my son started to talk about an ant that he too had killed just the day before. "My finger was too heavy and it died." He said that later he had said a little prayer for the ant. As he processed his own guilt for having squished the tiny ant, he was able to apply these feelings to the guilt my husband felt. And then it hit me, my son was beginning to demonstrate "Theory of Mind," or the ability to begin to apply his own feelings to another person, to empathize.
And so, I too, will say a little prayer for the yellow jacket that lost its life on Mother's Day - and, in honor of that life, I will try to keep in mind that sometimes the simple beauty of a flower can not only preserve, but change a life.
Friday, June 18, 2010
Graduation
Thought this was cute. Remember, never underestimate the power of a smile...
http://abcnews.go.com/WN/Broadcast/student-autism-class-salutatorian-delivers-high-school-graduation/story?id=10933858
http://abcnews.go.com/WN/Broadcast/student-autism-class-salutatorian-delivers-high-school-graduation/story?id=10933858
Sunday, May 16, 2010
Patience
I was reading a talk today and I found a little gem I thought I'd share. The talk is "Patience, A Key to Happiness" by Joseph B. Wirthin. Here's a link: Patience.
Anyway, there was a little piece in this talk that struck me regarding teaching and working with kiddos. It says (with my little additions in brackets):
"Parents [or those called to work with children], be patient with your children. Read to your little children and help them with their schoolwork, even if you need to tell or show them the same things many times. Elder Richard L. Evans said, "If they find that they can trust us with their trivial questions, they may later trust us with more weighty ones" (Ensign, May 1971, p. 12). Capitalize on their natural curiosity [even when you are NOT curious in the same thing!] and help them develop a love for learning [and the world around them]. Teach them the principles of the gospel in simple terms [that are on their level and mindset]. Be patient with them if they disturb family home evening or family prayers [or sacrament meeting or primary sharing time...]. Convey [without language, but with Spirit and actions] to them the reverence you feel for the gospel, Church leaders, and the Savior."
This just reminded me in a small way of the very conscious effort I need to be making in my approach, thoughts and preparation for the children I work with. Reminded me that I need patience to be able to serve the children and families I work with and the only way I can be truly successful is by waiting and relying on the Lord. And, if I am patient and move forward in ways the Spirit shows me, just think of the impact that I can have.
Anyway, there was a little piece in this talk that struck me regarding teaching and working with kiddos. It says (with my little additions in brackets):
"Parents [or those called to work with children], be patient with your children. Read to your little children and help them with their schoolwork, even if you need to tell or show them the same things many times. Elder Richard L. Evans said, "If they find that they can trust us with their trivial questions, they may later trust us with more weighty ones" (Ensign, May 1971, p. 12). Capitalize on their natural curiosity [even when you are NOT curious in the same thing!] and help them develop a love for learning [and the world around them]. Teach them the principles of the gospel in simple terms [that are on their level and mindset]. Be patient with them if they disturb family home evening or family prayers [or sacrament meeting or primary sharing time...]. Convey [without language, but with Spirit and actions] to them the reverence you feel for the gospel, Church leaders, and the Savior."
This just reminded me in a small way of the very conscious effort I need to be making in my approach, thoughts and preparation for the children I work with. Reminded me that I need patience to be able to serve the children and families I work with and the only way I can be truly successful is by waiting and relying on the Lord. And, if I am patient and move forward in ways the Spirit shows me, just think of the impact that I can have.
Friday, May 14, 2010
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
Stanley Greenspan and CNN
LOVED this clip! Some GOOD training that has concrete ideas on how to work with some of our kiddos. Enjoy!
http://edition.cnn.com/2010/HEALTH/05/10/stanley.greenspan.autism/
http://edition.cnn.com/2010/HEALTH/05/10/stanley.greenspan.autism/
Sunday, May 9, 2010
Lessons from Deuteronomy
I learned something in Sunday School today. And I liked it. So I'm gonna pass it on.
If you read in Deuteronomy 11:18-21 the Lord is talking to the Israelites and trying to teach them that they need to be obedient, cognizant and continually grateful and faithful to Heavenly Father, even in good times. The Lord tells them how to do this. He says:
18 - Therefore shall ye lay up these my words in your heart and in your soul, and bind them for a sign upon your hand, that they may be as frontlets between your eyes.
19- And ye shall teach them your children, speaking of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, when thous liest down, and when thou risest up.
20- And thou shalt write them upon the door posts of thine house, and upon thy gates:
21 - That your days may be multiplied, and the days of your children, in the land which the Lord swear unto your fathers to give them, as the days of heaven upon the earth.
So, now I know you're thinking, "what in the world does this have to do with anything?!" Well, it hit me in Sunday School today the way the Lord teaches us. And, I realized, as I'm trying to teach, I ought to do the same things. So, what are those things?
1. Bind them as a sign upon your hand, as frontlets between your eyes. This reminds me that anything I want to teach needs to be clear, obvious, and direct. I need to teach concepts in simple, direct and easy language that can be placed in front of consciousness to allow students to truly remember and take in. And just as lessons bound as a sign upon my hand, I need to teach those same lessons over and over and over so they are always present right in front of my students all day as they work and play with their very hands.
2. In verse 19, this one got me because of the many positions and times that were suggested. Concepts can be taught anywhere effectively. I thought mainly of sensory here - how our kids are lying down or upside down or up and running. They are sitting and standing and going all over. But, that doesn't mean that even in these times where it seems as if no teaching can or will be effective, I should still teach. My children need to know these concepts, even if they're hanging off the edge of the couch or playing the piano with their feet.
3. In verse 20, it talks about the environment. Do I have concepts that help teach a child on my posts, on my doors, in my environment? And are these concepts easy, simple and direct to help remind both me and my students of things to learn and grow with? Many of my students are very visually based. Pictures, colors, patterns - they all hold a special meaning and attention for many of my kiddos. They are organized, they make sense, they are predictable and they are just plain wonderful to attend to. Do I use this in my teaching? Do I use pictures? Patterns? Colors? Beauty? Do I utilize the wonderful visual strength that many of my students possess to teach them in motivating, simple and personal ways? Is my environment creating a place of learning?
4. And last, the promise. Do I believe in the promises that my Heavenly Father has given to me? Do I believe that if I pray, I can get answers? And if I ask, He will help me? Do I believe that even when a child is screaming out or jumping off the pew at church or bolting out of the classroom during Sunday School that I have been called and therefore, I am qualified for heavenly and divine help? Do I believe that with some effort, some prayer and some reaching out to sources that will help, that I can change this child's life? Now. For the better. Do I believe that what God has promised will come to pass? And that means that He will give me strength to do this?
Strange what you can sometimes find in the middle of Deuteronomy, eh? Have a great Sunday!
If you read in Deuteronomy 11:18-21 the Lord is talking to the Israelites and trying to teach them that they need to be obedient, cognizant and continually grateful and faithful to Heavenly Father, even in good times. The Lord tells them how to do this. He says:
18 - Therefore shall ye lay up these my words in your heart and in your soul, and bind them for a sign upon your hand, that they may be as frontlets between your eyes.
19- And ye shall teach them your children, speaking of them when thou sittest in thine house, and when thou walkest by the way, when thous liest down, and when thou risest up.
20- And thou shalt write them upon the door posts of thine house, and upon thy gates:
21 - That your days may be multiplied, and the days of your children, in the land which the Lord swear unto your fathers to give them, as the days of heaven upon the earth.
So, now I know you're thinking, "what in the world does this have to do with anything?!" Well, it hit me in Sunday School today the way the Lord teaches us. And, I realized, as I'm trying to teach, I ought to do the same things. So, what are those things?
1. Bind them as a sign upon your hand, as frontlets between your eyes. This reminds me that anything I want to teach needs to be clear, obvious, and direct. I need to teach concepts in simple, direct and easy language that can be placed in front of consciousness to allow students to truly remember and take in. And just as lessons bound as a sign upon my hand, I need to teach those same lessons over and over and over so they are always present right in front of my students all day as they work and play with their very hands.
2. In verse 19, this one got me because of the many positions and times that were suggested. Concepts can be taught anywhere effectively. I thought mainly of sensory here - how our kids are lying down or upside down or up and running. They are sitting and standing and going all over. But, that doesn't mean that even in these times where it seems as if no teaching can or will be effective, I should still teach. My children need to know these concepts, even if they're hanging off the edge of the couch or playing the piano with their feet.
3. In verse 20, it talks about the environment. Do I have concepts that help teach a child on my posts, on my doors, in my environment? And are these concepts easy, simple and direct to help remind both me and my students of things to learn and grow with? Many of my students are very visually based. Pictures, colors, patterns - they all hold a special meaning and attention for many of my kiddos. They are organized, they make sense, they are predictable and they are just plain wonderful to attend to. Do I use this in my teaching? Do I use pictures? Patterns? Colors? Beauty? Do I utilize the wonderful visual strength that many of my students possess to teach them in motivating, simple and personal ways? Is my environment creating a place of learning?
4. And last, the promise. Do I believe in the promises that my Heavenly Father has given to me? Do I believe that if I pray, I can get answers? And if I ask, He will help me? Do I believe that even when a child is screaming out or jumping off the pew at church or bolting out of the classroom during Sunday School that I have been called and therefore, I am qualified for heavenly and divine help? Do I believe that with some effort, some prayer and some reaching out to sources that will help, that I can change this child's life? Now. For the better. Do I believe that what God has promised will come to pass? And that means that He will give me strength to do this?
Strange what you can sometimes find in the middle of Deuteronomy, eh? Have a great Sunday!
Tuesday, May 4, 2010
Temple Grandin: The world needs all kinds of minds
So, for those of you who work with kids with Autism or other Special Needs, this is a fantastic insight to the way they may be viewing the world. This is a clip from a woman who has Autism named Temple Grandin and she does a fantastic job explaining the way unique thinking and perspective in the world can result in some amazing products. It's a great reminder to me that even when the world is different than I see it to someone else, it can all result in wonderful things if I'm patient, perceptive and willing to merge my ideas with those of another. Enjoy!
Auditory Processing
Some wonderful people I know made this fabulous training clip and I wanted to share it! Enjoy!
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
An Instrument in His Hands
One of my most beloved friends and patient co-workers posted this entry on her personal blog. She gave me permission to share it on this blog as it was one of those moments that always needs to be shared more often. We are an instrument in His hands and if we can just remember that, miracles will come more often than we can even imagine. Enjoy!
Quoted from Naomi's AMAZING blog:
"Many of you know that I work with kids with special needs. I love my job and often feel the Lord working through me when I am interacting with the kids where I work. I know that there is so much, in and of myself, that I would never know how to do, and that I would never know to attempt, if it weren't for the small divine whisperings of a loving Father in Heaven that encourage me to look deeper, try hard, or change techniques, toys, or ideas. However, on a few rare and marvelous occasions in my job, I have been blessed with the opportunity to remember what it is like to feel the sweet sacredness of being 100% an Instrument in the Hands of our Loving Creator. This week, I got to experience one such moment. I will try to recount the event here, while still preserving student confidentiality.
There are many children at the school who struggle with such high degrees of anxiety that it becomes highly debilitating to their capacity to regulate their emotions, sensory processing systems, and even their motor planning. It is an intensity that most people will never experience, and it is so heart-wrenching to watch a child have to experience an episode of such high anxiety. The other day, one of our students was struggling with just such an episode. My co-administrator, whom we will refer to as "Hikari," was working with the student, as well as 2 other staff members to help the child overcome this anxiety and return to the classroom. The child, whom we will refer to as "Kodomo," has been spending a lot of time in the building's lobby. We are in leased space, and the other occupants of the building sometimes do not understand what is happening, and, as such, struggle with the crying and other sounds of distress that Kodomo and others make when they experience episodes of high anxiety. Hikari had been asked to try to keep Kodomo from being in the lobby so much. But Kodomo was/is not a fan of this plan. Kodomo likes to be in the lobby, and while it can sometimes help Kodomo regulate, it can also sometimes cause Kodomo's anxiety to spiral and become more intense. Hikari is amazing with the children at the school. I know no other person who is so perceptive to each child's unique processing and current state.
Imagine my surprise, then, when I received the following text from Hikari: "Any ideas for Kodomo? I think we're stuck." I felt a little anxiety of my own. If Hikari was stuck, I knew there was nothing more I could possibly have to offer. I stalled. "Where are you?" I texted. "Guess" was her response. I did the only thing I knew to do. I locked myself in my office, knelt down at my chair, and prayed. I prayed that Kodomo would be able to somehow let us know what he needed, or that we would be able to know in some way, what Kodomo needed. I also prayed that the other occupants of the building would have their hearts softened. I knew I would need them to exude a calm energy so that their nervous, anxious, and/or frustrated energy would not be perceived by Kodomo, who is very adept at picking up on the energy of others (as are most of our students).
I stood up, and headed to the lobby, still not knowing how I could be of any help to this child. Then the familiar whisper came, "slow down, slow down." So I slowed. I started breathing deeper, I cut my walking pace roughly in half. "Slow down!" it came again. I thought I was slowing, and almost resisted, but reminded myself to listen, and I tried to slow down even more. "Slow WAY down," the whispering came, "if you are not calm as still water on a pond when you get there, you will be of no use." So I did. On my way down the long staircase, I focused all my energy on slowing down, instead of on "what will I do when I get there?"
I got there, knelt in front of the Kodomo, looked at the child, trying to figure out what was wanted/needed. "Kodomo won't tell you" the whisper came; "you need to listen." Hikari told me "Kodomo is calm, but getting stuck in routines, and nothing seems to be helping." "Just watch...and listen" said the whisper. So I looked at Kodomo, and felt that I should try a technique that I have been learning about this year. Kodomo's anxiety was keeping Kodomo in unproductive routines, which were preventing Kodomo from being able to leave the lobby. Through a series of techniques, and after nearly 45 minutes, we were able to get Kodomo upstairs to the classroom, calmly and even laughing at times. How did we do it? I do not know, exactly. I know I was told, through divine whisperings, that Kodomo was still highly anxious, that Kodmo's anxiety was keeping Kodomo in routines and preventing Kodomo from being able to leave the lobby, that I needed to help Kodomo learn to trust the process, that I needed to help Kodomo get to a nearly lethargic state in order for the anxiety to lessen. I did what I was told, and it worked. Why? Because I was asked that day to listen to the one who knows Kodomo better than anyone. I was asked to be an instrument in His hands to help this child experience the success of coming out of such a state. What a sweet, wonderful experience it was for me! It was spiritually invigorating. It was something I left knowing I need to work on feeling more often.
It made me think. How many of our family, friends, colleagues, acquaintances, and neighbors are "stuck" in their own "lobbies" of unproductive or unhealthy routines that prevent continued progress? How can we help them face their fears enough to step outside of their "lobby"? How can we be in instrument in Heavenly Father's hands to help those around us? How "stuck" are we in our own "lobbies"? How can we face our own fears and take the first step towards greater progress? Who in our lives helps us let go of routines and step toward progression? Do we surround ourselves with those who strive to help us progress, who coax us away from the unhealthy and unproductive routines and "lobbies" in our lives? Do we cherish these people and hold onto their friendship? Do we nourish them and help them progress as well? Do we truly understand the depth of the power we possess to help our fellow humans when we stop and listen to those little, daily whisperings? Do we seek opportunities to be instruments in His hands?"
Quoted from Naomi's AMAZING blog:
"Many of you know that I work with kids with special needs. I love my job and often feel the Lord working through me when I am interacting with the kids where I work. I know that there is so much, in and of myself, that I would never know how to do, and that I would never know to attempt, if it weren't for the small divine whisperings of a loving Father in Heaven that encourage me to look deeper, try hard, or change techniques, toys, or ideas. However, on a few rare and marvelous occasions in my job, I have been blessed with the opportunity to remember what it is like to feel the sweet sacredness of being 100% an Instrument in the Hands of our Loving Creator. This week, I got to experience one such moment. I will try to recount the event here, while still preserving student confidentiality.
There are many children at the school who struggle with such high degrees of anxiety that it becomes highly debilitating to their capacity to regulate their emotions, sensory processing systems, and even their motor planning. It is an intensity that most people will never experience, and it is so heart-wrenching to watch a child have to experience an episode of such high anxiety. The other day, one of our students was struggling with just such an episode. My co-administrator, whom we will refer to as "Hikari," was working with the student, as well as 2 other staff members to help the child overcome this anxiety and return to the classroom. The child, whom we will refer to as "Kodomo," has been spending a lot of time in the building's lobby. We are in leased space, and the other occupants of the building sometimes do not understand what is happening, and, as such, struggle with the crying and other sounds of distress that Kodomo and others make when they experience episodes of high anxiety. Hikari had been asked to try to keep Kodomo from being in the lobby so much. But Kodomo was/is not a fan of this plan. Kodomo likes to be in the lobby, and while it can sometimes help Kodomo regulate, it can also sometimes cause Kodomo's anxiety to spiral and become more intense. Hikari is amazing with the children at the school. I know no other person who is so perceptive to each child's unique processing and current state.
Imagine my surprise, then, when I received the following text from Hikari: "Any ideas for Kodomo? I think we're stuck." I felt a little anxiety of my own. If Hikari was stuck, I knew there was nothing more I could possibly have to offer. I stalled. "Where are you?" I texted. "Guess" was her response. I did the only thing I knew to do. I locked myself in my office, knelt down at my chair, and prayed. I prayed that Kodomo would be able to somehow let us know what he needed, or that we would be able to know in some way, what Kodomo needed. I also prayed that the other occupants of the building would have their hearts softened. I knew I would need them to exude a calm energy so that their nervous, anxious, and/or frustrated energy would not be perceived by Kodomo, who is very adept at picking up on the energy of others (as are most of our students).
I stood up, and headed to the lobby, still not knowing how I could be of any help to this child. Then the familiar whisper came, "slow down, slow down." So I slowed. I started breathing deeper, I cut my walking pace roughly in half. "Slow down!" it came again. I thought I was slowing, and almost resisted, but reminded myself to listen, and I tried to slow down even more. "Slow WAY down," the whispering came, "if you are not calm as still water on a pond when you get there, you will be of no use." So I did. On my way down the long staircase, I focused all my energy on slowing down, instead of on "what will I do when I get there?"
I got there, knelt in front of the Kodomo, looked at the child, trying to figure out what was wanted/needed. "Kodomo won't tell you" the whisper came; "you need to listen." Hikari told me "Kodomo is calm, but getting stuck in routines, and nothing seems to be helping." "Just watch...and listen" said the whisper. So I looked at Kodomo, and felt that I should try a technique that I have been learning about this year. Kodomo's anxiety was keeping Kodomo in unproductive routines, which were preventing Kodomo from being able to leave the lobby. Through a series of techniques, and after nearly 45 minutes, we were able to get Kodomo upstairs to the classroom, calmly and even laughing at times. How did we do it? I do not know, exactly. I know I was told, through divine whisperings, that Kodomo was still highly anxious, that Kodmo's anxiety was keeping Kodomo in routines and preventing Kodomo from being able to leave the lobby, that I needed to help Kodomo learn to trust the process, that I needed to help Kodomo get to a nearly lethargic state in order for the anxiety to lessen. I did what I was told, and it worked. Why? Because I was asked that day to listen to the one who knows Kodomo better than anyone. I was asked to be an instrument in His hands to help this child experience the success of coming out of such a state. What a sweet, wonderful experience it was for me! It was spiritually invigorating. It was something I left knowing I need to work on feeling more often.
It made me think. How many of our family, friends, colleagues, acquaintances, and neighbors are "stuck" in their own "lobbies" of unproductive or unhealthy routines that prevent continued progress? How can we help them face their fears enough to step outside of their "lobby"? How can we be in instrument in Heavenly Father's hands to help those around us? How "stuck" are we in our own "lobbies"? How can we face our own fears and take the first step towards greater progress? Who in our lives helps us let go of routines and step toward progression? Do we surround ourselves with those who strive to help us progress, who coax us away from the unhealthy and unproductive routines and "lobbies" in our lives? Do we cherish these people and hold onto their friendship? Do we nourish them and help them progress as well? Do we truly understand the depth of the power we possess to help our fellow humans when we stop and listen to those little, daily whisperings? Do we seek opportunities to be instruments in His hands?"
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Sensory Processing
Here's a cute little Sensory Processing video I found. Kinda cheesy, but there's some good explanations in it. Might help you recognize the problems anyway. Now, to help people find more solutions... :)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6O6Cm0WxEZA
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6O6Cm0WxEZA
Sunday, April 18, 2010
Callings
I've been thinking about callings in church. What an amazing way to learn and grow. I am currently the Ward Choir Director.
Yeah. I know... scary. It has been an amazing calling for me. I have learned to stand up in situations where I know much less than those I teach - only because the Spirit is directing me. I have learned that even in the most strange situations, you can strengthen someone's testimony by opening your mouth or saying thanks for a job well done. I have learned that people need me as much as I need them - even when I'm failing. I have learned that falling apart in front of an entire group - hands shaking, thoughts in cohesive and misunderstood, tears about to escape down your face - that's when compassion and love and true soul to soul connections happen. When you are at your lowest, you are the most ready to be of service if you are relying on the Savior.
Anyway, last week our Stake got all split up (which was traumatic for me. I always think I know what's gonna happen and God always finds a way to surprise me). I am excited for the changes, but realize that my faith must carry me through the hard parts of these changes. Callings are about to change all over the place. Maybe I'll stay where I'm finally comfortable - as the Ward Choir Director. Or maybe I'll change to something that is seemingly simple and easy, but will change my life. Or maybe I'll be hit with something overwhelmingly difficult that will force even more reliance on my Heavenly Father and Savior, Jesus Christ. You never know.
What I do know is this: My Heavenly Father wants me to become perfect, like Him. He wants what's best for me. He wants to give me experiences now that will taste sweet and bitter, that will strengthen and stretch and that will guide me to gain skills, perspectives and compassion for other situations I will face in the future. He wants me to be better. And sometimes that means He puts me where I feel I most certainly cannot succeed. There may be days where I feel as if there is nothing more I can do than fail hard. But, there is always a lesson to learn, always a soul to bless, always a reason for what we are asked to do. He is always praying and working for our success.
For those of you working with a child with autism or other special needs in the church setting, I want you to know that you are invaluable. There are families out there who pray for you because of your faith and selfless service. You may feel as if you cannot do it. You may feel as if it's the hardest thing you've ever done. You may feel as if everything is falling apart. But, the Lord has placed you there for multiple reasons and it is your job to stay faithful and open to those things He wants to teach you, show you and use you for. Pray, heart and soul, that He will help you, guide you and show you what you need. And you will succeed - even when our mortal view seems to shout you haven't. Be faithful, true, and enduring. And know, I pray for you as well.
God loves us all, no matter what. Above all, do not forget that.
Yeah. I know... scary. It has been an amazing calling for me. I have learned to stand up in situations where I know much less than those I teach - only because the Spirit is directing me. I have learned that even in the most strange situations, you can strengthen someone's testimony by opening your mouth or saying thanks for a job well done. I have learned that people need me as much as I need them - even when I'm failing. I have learned that falling apart in front of an entire group - hands shaking, thoughts in cohesive and misunderstood, tears about to escape down your face - that's when compassion and love and true soul to soul connections happen. When you are at your lowest, you are the most ready to be of service if you are relying on the Savior.
Anyway, last week our Stake got all split up (which was traumatic for me. I always think I know what's gonna happen and God always finds a way to surprise me). I am excited for the changes, but realize that my faith must carry me through the hard parts of these changes. Callings are about to change all over the place. Maybe I'll stay where I'm finally comfortable - as the Ward Choir Director. Or maybe I'll change to something that is seemingly simple and easy, but will change my life. Or maybe I'll be hit with something overwhelmingly difficult that will force even more reliance on my Heavenly Father and Savior, Jesus Christ. You never know.
What I do know is this: My Heavenly Father wants me to become perfect, like Him. He wants what's best for me. He wants to give me experiences now that will taste sweet and bitter, that will strengthen and stretch and that will guide me to gain skills, perspectives and compassion for other situations I will face in the future. He wants me to be better. And sometimes that means He puts me where I feel I most certainly cannot succeed. There may be days where I feel as if there is nothing more I can do than fail hard. But, there is always a lesson to learn, always a soul to bless, always a reason for what we are asked to do. He is always praying and working for our success.
For those of you working with a child with autism or other special needs in the church setting, I want you to know that you are invaluable. There are families out there who pray for you because of your faith and selfless service. You may feel as if you cannot do it. You may feel as if it's the hardest thing you've ever done. You may feel as if everything is falling apart. But, the Lord has placed you there for multiple reasons and it is your job to stay faithful and open to those things He wants to teach you, show you and use you for. Pray, heart and soul, that He will help you, guide you and show you what you need. And you will succeed - even when our mortal view seems to shout you haven't. Be faithful, true, and enduring. And know, I pray for you as well.
God loves us all, no matter what. Above all, do not forget that.
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
Arthur's Take On Autism
Um, LOVED this. Thought some of you might enjoy or be able to use this clip for siblings or kids who know a child with autism.
Enjoy!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=g0TyHLWEhII&feature=player_embedded
That Peripheral Side-Ways Stare
Yeah, you know what I'm talking about. The "I'm only gonna look at you out of the side of my eye and it's gonna have to count today, 'cause straight on makes me run away" look. It's that cock my head, close one eye and see from the sideways peripheral view what I'm looking at today. I just learned why that is. Ready?
"They may also help us understand why many children with ASD use peripheral vision (they don't look directly at caregivers but seem to look from the side) rather than central vision to scan their environments.The neuroanatomy of the visual tracks is such that peripheral vision requires only one hemisphere [of the brain], the left or right one, to function. Central vision, however, requires that both hemispheres function together (because some of the pathways cross over and others do not)" (The First Idea, by Stanley Greenspan, page 308).
I just that was so cool! Enjoy!
"They may also help us understand why many children with ASD use peripheral vision (they don't look directly at caregivers but seem to look from the side) rather than central vision to scan their environments.The neuroanatomy of the visual tracks is such that peripheral vision requires only one hemisphere [of the brain], the left or right one, to function. Central vision, however, requires that both hemispheres function together (because some of the pathways cross over and others do not)" (The First Idea, by Stanley Greenspan, page 308).
I just that was so cool! Enjoy!
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Do What Can Be Done Today
Okay, so the whole idea of this blog is to share ideas and thoughts, resources and training, help and support about working with kids with special needs in the church realm. I have a dream that this blog is going to end up having all kinds of things on it - resources, links, interactive videos, training modules, online "fireside" chats, etc. But, I realized the other day that if I keep dreaming that big and waiting for the time and energy and things to come to me, it will never get there. The dream remains. The steps are just going to be smaller.
So, with that thought in mind I got up this morning and thought, "Just do what you can today." I sat down and wrote this blog post. Maybe I'll get to more this afternoon, but for now, one blog post will have to do.
Last week I was working with a child. He was completely frenzied. Things at home were hard. He wasn't feeling so hot. Everyone who worked with him and for him had this busy, overwhelming energy about them as they were anxious for his improvement and success that day. But as I walked up to him, I felt this energy - this hoping for the future - so strong that I could feel it squelching the abilities for the present. So, I walked with the child. We just walked and talked (in our silly little song style) for a minute. We relaxed with each other. We touched base spiritually and emotionally and we both began to calm in the fact that the future didn't matter if the present wasn't working.
After a good fifteen minutes of walking in the present and finding the joy in each other, we both intuitively knew that the hard thing everyone was pushing to happen (the bathroom!!!) still needed to happen. So, with courage, both of faced what was scary and walked in. The energy came back - the fear of the future. So, we sat in the bathroom and sang songs. We did finger plays. We made silly faces in the mirror. And when the calm had returned and the peace of the moment was back, we found a compromise. He could hold my watch while he got changed. Although the moment was still hard, and the dream of him going in without fear and changing himself and smiling the whole way was still a long ways off, he did find success. And for today, as small as that step seems, it was enough.
Dreams are important. Big, crazy, huge dreams that make you feel like you can change the world. Those are important, because one day they WILL happen. Especially with God by our side. But, today, just today, take the most sufficient step. Some days that is small and takes over thirty minutes when it should take two. Some days it is bigger. But each day it is a success. Do what can be done today and the dreams of tomorrow will fall into place.
So, with that thought in mind I got up this morning and thought, "Just do what you can today." I sat down and wrote this blog post. Maybe I'll get to more this afternoon, but for now, one blog post will have to do.
Last week I was working with a child. He was completely frenzied. Things at home were hard. He wasn't feeling so hot. Everyone who worked with him and for him had this busy, overwhelming energy about them as they were anxious for his improvement and success that day. But as I walked up to him, I felt this energy - this hoping for the future - so strong that I could feel it squelching the abilities for the present. So, I walked with the child. We just walked and talked (in our silly little song style) for a minute. We relaxed with each other. We touched base spiritually and emotionally and we both began to calm in the fact that the future didn't matter if the present wasn't working.
After a good fifteen minutes of walking in the present and finding the joy in each other, we both intuitively knew that the hard thing everyone was pushing to happen (the bathroom!!!) still needed to happen. So, with courage, both of faced what was scary and walked in. The energy came back - the fear of the future. So, we sat in the bathroom and sang songs. We did finger plays. We made silly faces in the mirror. And when the calm had returned and the peace of the moment was back, we found a compromise. He could hold my watch while he got changed. Although the moment was still hard, and the dream of him going in without fear and changing himself and smiling the whole way was still a long ways off, he did find success. And for today, as small as that step seems, it was enough.
Dreams are important. Big, crazy, huge dreams that make you feel like you can change the world. Those are important, because one day they WILL happen. Especially with God by our side. But, today, just today, take the most sufficient step. Some days that is small and takes over thirty minutes when it should take two. Some days it is bigger. But each day it is a success. Do what can be done today and the dreams of tomorrow will fall into place.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Teaching Like Christ
This is a little powerpoint I have done to help train Primary Teachers and Workers on how to work better with their kids with Autism and other Special Needs. It may not be complete or make sense due to the stories that are told with the pictures, but it'll give an idea of some things that can be done to improve interactions in the Primary Classroom. Enjoy!
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