Recently P attended Camp Invention. It was a half-day camp that focused on inventions, basic engineering, and problem-solving. He didn't say much about it, but he has the unfortunate habit of wearing his heart on his sleeve and showing all his emotions, while keeping many of his thoughts to himself. Last year I took P and his sister, E, to Chicago for a day. He seemed to really enjoy it, but didn't say much about it after the trip. I was shocked a few weeks later when I had parent-teacher conferences and many of the writing and journal assignments were about Chicago. Apparently it had made a bigger impression than I had thought, and it just goes to show that it's hard to tell what's going on in that mind of his.
Anyway, back to Camp Invention. He seemed to enjoy it, even though he got frustrated at times, and he was proud of his final project. I sent an email to the teacher who coordinated it, thanking her for putting it all together and also thanking her for being so patient and supportive of P.
I was shocked at the email I got back. She said so many nice things...she liked having him there. She appreciated what he brought to the table. He worked with the other kids. He really loved the material they taught. His moments of frustration were infrequent and brief. He was pleasant and engaged and his excitement was wonderful! When I was finished reading it I realized my jaw was hanging open and tears were pricking my eyes.
It made me realize how long it's been since I've heard something nice about him from school. And although this wasn't school - it was definitely geared toward fun - it was put on by P's school district and involved one of the Gifted & Talented support teachers. I'm glad they got to see him in a good light, and I'm kind of hopeful that he'll be more successful at his new school. Maybe they'll "get" him.
Anyway, I'm taking it as a win today. And I'm definitely keeping the email.