Rose

By any other name....Would be Miss E. 

Two years ago, Sam started at the Jr. High.  His time there is coming to an end.  I could write a thousand words about what Sam has learned since he started in Rose's class.  But I will talk about just this one thing...

Every morning when we are leaving for work and school, Sam holds the door open for me.  Snow, rain, freezing cold, it doesn't matter.  He will not get in the car until I am finished locking up and ready to go to the car with him.  It's a very small gesture. If you have never had a doctor tell you that your child has a disability characterized by impaired social interactions and the inability to empathize, you would probably not think much of it after the first two or three times.  For me, it is a reminder at the beginning of each day just how far Sam has come. 

Rose, thank you for teaching Sam to be a gentleman.