From Thehighroad.org. Behold the autism.
We often speak about the importance of trainers' aptitude for teaching.
Read this and see if you can use any of it. Or just enjoy it.
Fifty years ago this summer, I put some rifles in the trunk and went back into the house to fill a canteen. When I came back out, the eleven year old boy who lived across the street was in the passenger seat. He had interpreted something I had said to his mother as an invitation to take him shooting.
Okey dokey.
On the way out, I handed him a ball point pen with advertising on it and asked him to read both sides. The conversation went like this:
I said "let's see if there are any bone fragments in the gravel". He was shaking.
At the range, I sat down next to Danny and handed him one .22 LR cartridge at a time to load into my old Remington 12C. I didn't get any shooting in that day--or the next time.
Years later, I called to talk to my now adult friend. He was out with his son with a new air rifle.
His wife said "You wouldn't believe what he made Jacob go through. He sat him down with a ball point pen....and then they went outside with a watermelon...".
Dan called the other day. He had just bought his grandson a Red Ryder BB gun.
I had one when I was eight years old.
We often speak about the importance of trainers' aptitude for teaching.
Read this and see if you can use any of it. Or just enjoy it.
Fifty years ago this summer, I put some rifles in the trunk and went back into the house to fill a canteen. When I came back out, the eleven year old boy who lived across the street was in the passenger seat. He had interpreted something I had said to his mother as an invitation to take him shooting.
Okey dokey.
On the way out, I handed him a ball point pen with advertising on it and asked him to read both sides. The conversation went like this:
- At how many people have you pointed that pen?
- No, not just people right next to us--include the truckers coming the other way, and the folks at the gas station.
- If that were a gun, you would have endangered every one of them.
- Have you ever seen a watermelon that has been dropped and broken? That's what your head....
I said "let's see if there are any bone fragments in the gravel". He was shaking.
At the range, I sat down next to Danny and handed him one .22 LR cartridge at a time to load into my old Remington 12C. I didn't get any shooting in that day--or the next time.
Years later, I called to talk to my now adult friend. He was out with his son with a new air rifle.
His wife said "You wouldn't believe what he made Jacob go through. He sat him down with a ball point pen....and then they went outside with a watermelon...".
Dan called the other day. He had just bought his grandson a Red Ryder BB gun.
I had one when I was eight years old.
