My Child's Label

Labels Parents: He’s fine but just on the spectrum Slightly dyslexic, number blind and A tadge autistic and is allergic to Snails, bees and litmus paper. He needs a keyboard but can write His handwriting is poor. We love Him, but he doesn’t like fur or Feathers over an inch long. He loves rugby, but is forbidden To tackle or touch the dirty ball Confidentially, speaking in front Of him, we’ve given up and so has The school. He’s sweet but a lost Cause. We’ve never listened to him. Me: He’s normal. He can write and Understands all I teach him and tell Him. He answers coherently and has Great ideas. He writes poetry and can Articulate perfectly when analysing. He is interesting. His parents, teachers Have never praised him, because of a Label they placed on him, in year 2 I praise him when he’s good, tell the truth When he’s not. Simple. I don’t believe in labels. I find out For myself. I discover the child. I show him what he’s worth. I tell him he’s valuable. I tell him he can Go places. When I let the parents into the secret He’s normal. They are shocked. He passes his GCSE English grade 7. And math's grade 6. They knew he could do it and the school Has another success on their hands. David Cox 11/03/20