I love these
guys at Dynamic Community Charter School in North Carolina, USA. They are from the ‘if you build it, they will
come’ stable, which as you know is one of my personal favourites.
DCCS is a
charter middle and high school (UK equivalent is a Free School or Academy) for
students with intellectual and developmental disabilities that uses
project-based learning, individualised competency-based goals, and
collaborative problem-solving to give students the best chance to live
independent and fulfilling lives as adults.
Sound familiar? The mission is
very similar to that of our very own Bright Futures School.
I read this
post below on the DCCS web site this morning and knew immediately that I wanted
to share it (thanks to DCCS for letting me reproduce it here). It’s from Bailey Gladden, age 15, who will be
starting at DCCS in August 2014. Bailey
tells us in his own words why schools that are underpinned by these kinds of
special principles and are focused just as much on social and emotional development
as they are on academics are so essential for children and young people with
autism. We would be hard pressed to find
what Bailey is describing in a mainstream school or even in most special,
autism-specific schools in the UK.
He just nails
it…..read on:
'My name is
Bailey. I am 15 and starting Dynamic Community Charter School as a 9th grader.
You should know that for the first time in a long time, I am excited for the
school year to start.
For as long
as I can remember, I have dealt with living with Asperger’s Syndrome. It is a
form of Autism that causes me to have high anxiety, problems understanding
appropriate responses in social situations, vocal and physical tics, ADHD, and
depression; but it may not be the same for everyone. While my coping skills and
behaviors are now a source for others to ridicule and bully me, it wasn’t
always that way.
When I was
in elementary school, I had fun in school, or at least as much fun as you can
have being in school. I didn’t see myself as being too different from my
friends and neither did they. We talked about Pokémon and video games and
animals. I liked most of my teachers, and even though I didn’t always cope with
my stress in appropriate ways, the teachers gave me the opportunity to learn
from my mistakes without embarrassing me. I even won several student of the
month and reading awards. This all began to change when I was in 5th grade.
I got my
first bully in 5th grade. This bully tried to get me in trouble as often as
possible. Whenever I told my teachers, the bully always lied, and the teachers
could never really do anything because they never witnessed any inappropriate
behaviors. I don’t blame the teachers anymore since I now understand they had
very large classes to keep an eye on, but even on the rare occasions where a
teacher did witness inappropriate behaviors from my bully, the teacher could
stop it for that day, but the bully would just start up again the next day.
Needless to say, I started to feel pretty vulnerable at school. This was also
the same year I started to notice a change in my relationships with my peers.
Fifth grade
was also when I noticed that I stood out from my friends. When I become
stressed, anxious, or even just really excited, my body releases that energy in
the form of twitches and noises. With the increased schoolwork, pressure to try
to “act normal”, and the negative personal feelings I was developing because of
my bully, these twitches and noises became pretty obvious. My friends started
to think I was weird just because they didn’t like or understand the way that I
acted. I thought I would get a clean start in middle school, but things only
got worse.
When I
entered the 6th grade, I was nervous because I was in an unfamiliar setting
with different ways of doing things with new teachers and new classmates. Even
if I recognized some peers who were with me in elementary school, they were not
my friends anymore. I was all alone in unfamiliar territory. I was often ganged
up on by groups of other kids who verbally abused me and physically intimidated
me. Eventually, I made a friend who was an outcast like me, but soon rumors
started that we were gay lovers. While I don’t think being gay is bad, it was
another way for kids to label me a freak. As the harassment increased, my
depression got worse. I was called freak so many times, I had come to think of
it as the truth. My mom had me seeing a therapist outside of school, but I knew
I needed help while I was in school.
I had seen
the school counselor many times throughout middle school, and I made trips to
her office more frequently in 8th grade. I was no longer just having trouble
with students, but some of my teachers too. Some of my teachers weren’t very
understanding of my situation, and it made it harder on me. My grades began to
drop because I was too focused on trying to be normal or even just ignored, to
have energy to do anything else. One day I had an emotional breakdown in class
that was so severe, that the school called my mom to pick me up. Halfway
through 8th grade, my mom took me out of public school and put me into a
private school that served many students like me. While I felt somewhat safer
at this new school, I was still dealing with the emotional damage done at my
previous school. That spring, I was put in the hospital after an attempted
suicide. With so many changes over the year, we decide it would be best for me
to be retained in the 8th grade. After a second hospitalization, my mom put me
in a school that specializes in helping kids with emotional disabilities.
While this
new school offered me the chance to learn to handle high stress and emotionally
challenging situations, academics are not a focus. Since I want to eventually
go to college, become a teacher, and get married and have kids, my grades are
important to me. This is one of the many reasons I am excited about DCCS.
While DCCS
will not open until August, I have heard many great things about the school
from my mother. She talked to me about the project based learning environment
that sounds fun but challenging. She told me that every kid will have an IEP,
so I will no longer feel like a freak for having one. And, just recently, I was
given the opportunity to meet some of my future classmates at a DCCS family
picnic.
When we
arrived at the picnic, I got nervous when I saw that a lot of people had shown
up. Remember, I do not like big crowds. When I finally got to meet some of the
other 9th graders, I learned that every student there had some sort of history
with being bullied. We all agreed that this history makes it hard to trust
people, and like me, they are hoping that DCCS is going to be a safe place away
from bullies, and torment, and hatred. As we began to talk, I learned we had
many things in common like being fans of Pokémon and video games and comics. I
also learned that some of the students have very different interests than I do,
but they did not make fun of me for being different from them. They even
encouraged me to get out and play baseball with them, which is something I
would normally never do.
I know that
this upcoming school year at DCCS will be different than any other. With DCCS, I have finally found a school
that values each student and their individuality and will challenge and prepare
me for my future. They will do all of this in an environment that is both
physically and emotionally safe (my emphasis). For once, I am excited to
get the school year started!'
I’ll finish
by wishing the best of luck to DCCS and by looking forward to further updates
from them as they continue on their exciting journey.