Autism and Education – “The meaning behind the “special”.” a Cross Post from Megan Wolowicz

Megan Wolowicz Autism Teacher

Megan Wolowicz Autism Teacher

Today is my 4th day at Upper Arlington High School working in their special needs classroom. At 9:54, my lunch break began (come on guys, 9:54?) and I came to the atrium with a pile of IEP’s that would take me days to read in full. Technical behavioral and developmental jargon that most people wouldn’t understand. Goals that most people wouldn’t think needed to be established, because they come naturally to a typical person. I tell someone I work with kids with special needs and this is what they think. Special school accommodations.Special treatment to avoid problem behaviors. The word loses the positive connotation. It’s not the special I see every single day.

I know when T is having a rough day because his scripts change from Adele lyrics to “he’s weird, why is he so weird, make him stop singing”. Prettyspecial skill, huh? To be able to remember word for word the things you hear. Not everybody knows that T can speak not one, but five languages. Active participant in the school choir who has happily extended an invitation to his upcoming musical. You can expect me there with bells on.

J runs a lot. For no clear reason. Runs from the classroom. Out into the street. But he’ll tell you right away that it was wrong.  He’ll also tell you the scrabble point value of any word you give him, without hesitation.

I stay back with S to walk with her to class because it takes a little longer. Her Down Syndrome diagnosis inhibits her muscle growth and strength. But once we get to class and get settled, she updates me on the newest gossip from Seventeen magazine. She let me know that my white pants were not acceptable, because Labor Day has come and gone. She’s given me the thumbs-up to chaperone the Homecoming dance, but “pleaseeee don’t be embarrassing Ms. W, the cute boys will be there!”

Of course these kids are different. But different is not synonymous with less than. These kids have the ability to teach me something new every single day; whether it is giving me a tour of the school and formally introducing me to every staff member or subtle life lessons, like to speak kindly to others, because you never know what words will stick.

Special: better, greater, or otherwise different from what is usual.These kids are so special.

This post was posted here – please drop round a see her other great posts.

Ms Wolowicz is a specialist teacher of children on the autism spectrum.  She says of herself “the only thing you need to know about me is that I have a small (okay, it’s pretty big) obsession with pugs. my diet normally consists of starbucks and some sort of cheese, preferably queso dip, and I am a die hard packer fan. “in every victory, in every trial my soul will sing, be lifted high”

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Why I chose to work with children on the autism spectrum – a cross post from Megan Wolowicz


Autism and Education

Autism and Education

We are delighted to share why one of our readers, Megan Wolowicz, decided to work with children with autism. You can check out Ms Wolowicz’s blog here..

It would be great if you could share your thoughts about Wolowicz’s reasons in the comments box below.

She writes “We’re all born with something that we are passionate about. I mean, isn’t passion what really drives us to get out of bed every morning? I’ve been wanting to write a blog on this topic for a while now, but formulating my thoughts into words has been hard. Recently, however, I keep finding stories in the news that actually pain me to read. “Autistic boy not allowed to attend summer camp” or “Boy with disability bullied by classmates; forced to drink urine”. And it never fails that by the end of each article, I’m in tears because I don’t get it. I just don’t understand not only the cruelty, but the ignorance that just radiates off of some people because they really just don’t understand. 1 out of every 6 children are diagnosed with a developmental disability. Do you realize how high these odds are? And that number is growing. We continue to ignore the prevalence of developmental disabilities because we can’t always see it. We want to believe that it won’t effect us. But with the growing number of diagnosed children, education on how to help these kids reach these full potentional isn’t just a good a idea, it’s 100% necessary. So, back to my first point, we all are born with a passion, and I think it’s pretty clear what mine is.

As most of you know, I have had several years of experience working with children on the autism spectrum and to say that I have slowly fallen in love with each and every kid that I’ve worked with is an understatement. But that doesn’t mean that it’s not hard. Bite marks, bruises, scratches, hair pulls, name calling- I’ve seen it all. And this isn’t complaining on my end. These just often lead to the question that my entire thought for this blog is about;

“Why do you do it?”


Not everyone can understand why people like myself “do it”. By no means is it glamorous. But it’s a choice I make, and that’s exactly why I do it; for the people who don’t have a choice.

For the parents who found out they were pregnant and made the choice to live a healthy lifestyle to give the baby all the proper nutrients he or she needed to develop, but for some reason, God had a different plan. They didn’t choose to have a baby that was anything less than perfect in every way. But their lives change when they get that diagnosis and from that point on, they have no choice. These parents have to make their child’s progress their focus 100% of the time. Behavioral therapy, occupational therapy, physical therapy..just to name a few. All of these become absolutely necessary, never a choice, to a parent of a child with a disability because they want to see that child succeed. Parents don’t choose to live a life where hearing their child say “I love you” is something that may never happen.

And for the kids. Anyone who does this job does it for the kids. The kids who were innocently brought into this world without a choice on how they were created. The kids who want to talk so badly, but can’t. The kids who wish they could find a way to relate to the students in their class, but can’t figure out what they’re doing wrong. The kids who fear going out in public because the chances of sensory overload could send them into a meltdown that they’ll never be able to explain. The kids who have so much potentional, but may never be able to show it because they aren’t given the opportunities.

To make a drawn out string of thoughts short, I do it to be a voice for the kids who don’t have one. To advocate for the kids who are looked down upon, or even worse, overlooked. To support the families who challenge themselves every day to provide the best care for the child. To raise awareness to the community on something that will soon effect almost every person in some way, whether personally or by relation.

I do it because unlike so many people, I have a choice.”