I'm just home from a concert - the Spring Concert of the Cardinal Chorus of North Central College. It was #2 Son's first ever appearance on stage. He was a member of the Bass Section, and he did wonderfully.
His career at college has been spotty, at best. His GPA is well below what I KNOW he's capable of, yet, on many levels, I know my expectations are too high for him: just because he's scary smart doesn't mean it will translate into a performance that will give him grades. Asperger's is a funny syndrome - it's hard to define and, essentially, not curable. He will develop an understanding of much that "normal" people know through instinct, through intellectual processes. All of which explains why I was so proud of what I saw and heard this evening. He's been a member of chorus for just a few short weeks. In that time he's learned songs in Hebrew, Spanish, Latin and English. I watched him. When he started chorus he was uncertain - unsure of what he was getting himself into. What I saw this evening was a young man who KNEW his part - KNEW his songs - and never once 'didn't sing'.
It was a sample of what he's capable of. A wonderful sample.