Transitions

This week is the last one before school breaks up for the summer here. In fact they only have four days left. The last two days consist of two leavers ceremonies for my son to participate in, two of which he doesn't really want anything to do with. He's finishing year 6, which means, here in England, he will be going on to High School in September, so hard to believe! At 11 years old he hardly seems old enough for high school ( I started at age 14 in America) and yet, he is so ready to move on from a junior school that has not understood him at all, and has actually brought him down miserably this last year.

This past  Friday he had his transition day at high school, where he spent the whole day there with all the other year 6 kids who are going there, and he loved it. Sowerby Bridge High have been working closely with him at his current school, and that has been the saving grace of this entire school year really. Sowerby, the high school we have chosen for him, has a specialised ASD resource provision, which is small, only 6 students per year in it, but with staff who actually know SOMETHING about autism which will be a giant leap from what we've been dealing with. I will be writing more about that this week as school comes to an end.

Anyway, on Friday evening, two of his remaining bottom milk teeth came out, which seemed an appropriate display of the life lesson he was going through that day. Moving on, growing up, out with old and in with the new.

*the photo my son took of his favourite part of the High School!