I was teacher’s pet most of the time. It was one teacher, and the solution was to move me into a different class.
But I also had an IEP that was very generic and we never invoked, cuz nobody cared to observe me in class. My mom took me to the child psychologist one day, and they asked me what I needed help with when I was 12 years old. I couldn’t think of a single concrete example on the spot. And that’s how it got put together.
(reading from DSM-IV) “may need extra time. May need fewer questions…? May need to take medication during lunch and at recess.”
