A Monumental Achievement
I am blessed to know a middle-aged client with Down Syndrome who, despite his many achievements in life, he could not grasp money skills. Teachers, tutors, and kin all tried various teaching modalities without successful breakthrough. Forget the practical application of money itself, Trey W. Fitzsimmons' competency broke down with value identification. Whether coins or dollar bills got placed in front of him, he easily became befuddled and red-faced frustration quickly dominated the scene. The best Trey could do was pocket your failure.
A summer vacation in South Dakota changed all that a few months before the turn of the last century. Carved into the southeast face of a mountain, Trey immediately sized up the grandness of The Mount Rushmore monument. His stubby fingers pawed at the stone mountain in his haste. Staring at the big faces of four dead presidents, Trey’s proclamation cut like scissors through the high altitude air. His pointer finger worked magic from left to right.
“One dollar, two dollar, dime, and penny!” he shouted.
Labels: social work
9 Comments:
That is awesome! I felt a rush of pride in him as I realized where the story was heading.
AH what pleasantries. I felt about the same when I saw MT Rushmore, however instead of counting money I was not talking! Go figure that out
e,
You think faster than my average reader. lol
mommanator,
You speechless? I could never COUNT on that. he-he
Joe, I must be one of your average readers. I had no idea where you were going with that story. Unbelievable
I was remembering my short stint working with autistic kids in a "Life Skills" class. I worked mostly with a 14 yr old boy named John, who was very low-functioning. Our daily morning regimen included coin recognition.
When I got to "Teachers, tutors, and kin all tried various teaching modalities without successful breakthrough.", my mind was already racing, wondering what got overlooked or what would trigger Trey's ability to remember. So, when Mt Rushmore got mentioned, my head went "ah HAH!"
Since I have very little control over what my own head does, i cannot take credit for being quick. LOL
hhhmmmm .... about that "two dollar' ....?
catherine mary,
you work at the post office, not the mint.
E,
in currency, the faces are the windows to the soul.
Great story, Joe!
Reminds me of a tongue in cheek ficticious recollection of an encounter with Donald Trump -- who, while pointing at the NY Skyline, was overheard mumbling ....
Got it ... Got it ... Don't got it ... Want it ... Got it ...
Crimp,
Your social status speaks volumes. lol. These are the stories that keep me in social work and PENNILESS.
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