Personal Narrative: My Child With Autism

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I had never known much about autism. Yes, it is on a spectrum and it is a very prevalent disorder, but I never had the need to approach it personally.
The summer before my freshman year of high school, the director of my dance school approached me with an opportunity. 25 years after she had opened the now flourishing institution, she has decided to start a program centered on introducing the world of dance and music to children with autism.
A few months later, my childhood friend, Anna, and I are student teaching the class of d left close to 15 children that we had completely fallen in love with. Kids of all different backgrounds, ages and placements on the spectrum are experiencing the same delight that had enthralled me and my closest friends almost 12 years ago. I saw the same smiles that I had when I grasped a difficult movement and heard the same laughter I still had with my friends at dance class. It all seemed so familiar, yet peculiarly different. …show more content…

Eight-year-old Isis was the center of attention. Every Saturday she would walk into the classroom in a sparkly blue tutu and immediately run to me. Although she was nonverbal, she was the most determined and concentrated student in the room. Once she walked into the classroom, her personal disabilities disappeared and the only thing she had to focus on was acting beautiful and graceful. Her parents would come up to me after very class thanking me for looking after her and telling me that this is the happiest they have seen her in a while, yet I do not think they believed me when I reciprocated that

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