Summer's long gone and we grind through another school year for Asher. Being behind academically and having special needs, his evening homework times can be quite a challenge. No matter how positive and calm we are, too often he is the opposite: riled up, hard on himself, cursing us out, showing his frustration by punching or head-butting. The activity of doing homework seems to bring out, at times, his worst thoughts about himself and us, rudely and angrily expressed. Inside I am a stew of worry and exasperation; outside I try to project a soothing, stable presence.
What the kid needs to know as that I love him and always will, and that despite his own worst feelings he can actually put in the hard work to learn something that he doesn't know if he is willing to try. So we solder on at the end of each day, fried from it all but hopefully growing along the way.
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