In 1994, my son Nicholas failed first grade. Every day I saw signs of stress — his fingernails were bitten to the quick — and every day I knew that the school day meant more unforgettable pain.
On occasion, his teacher spoke with me. Her words were never comforting.
"He stares into space all the time," she complained. "And he struggles to do the most basic tasks."
What she didn't mention was his total isolation in and out of the classroom, which took me years to figure out. At the end of the year, I requested testing and the results were devastating. Nicholas had a low IQ, could only read 10 words (including "on" and "no" reversals), and displayed no areas of strength.
While I was contemplating homeschooling, an opportunity aros...
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