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As he turned one, he learnt to stand up, holding;
Turning two, he spoke in grunts;
By the time he was three he was hyperactive,
At the age of four, he seemed to be restless;
Five was he when I noticed,
He could not wait for his turn at play,
He always ran and never walked,
At Six, he couldn’t focus;
His tiny fingers could not grip the pencil,
He neither knew to read nor add or subtract,
At seven, he was an odd child out in the class;
Complaints poured in, from school and from his playmates;
From parents and from teachers,
‘Refer him to a psychologist,’ the headmistress had said;
The seductive made him clumsy,
ADHD, ADD, and other disorders google suggested;
Visit to the second and the third psychologists followed,
But nothing helped, my child, continued to suffer;
The abuses, rejections, and insults for years;
Something big amiss!
At fifteen, one last time I felt the urge to try;
Below average his IQ report mentioned,
‘He cannot take up the normal academic curriculum,
There are special coaching classes for such kids,’ the psychologist said.
And I believed!
One hour of my occasional math tutoring was fun to him,
But my energy drained, emotionally and physically;
Handling the teen rebel became impossible,
A boarding school was decided overnight,
That was that!
The two years of his stay at boarding school,
Returned me a smart, young, rising star;
IQ report, psychologists’ recommendations;
The logic all proved to be wrong,
And my fervent prayers answered.