Were you placed in special needs/education type classes?

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I was put in a special ed group throughout school. Well, it was a mixture of both. I went to mainstream school but was usually sitting around a table with a small group of children with learning difficulties. Occasionally the group got took out of class and into a quiet room where we learned things in a different way to the rest of the class, in order for us to catch up. Yes, I was not an intellegent Aspie.

Special needs class for one year (the fifth grade). I was nearly enrolled in a high school specifically for students with a wide variety of special needs - the plan was to accommodate both my academic difficulties and being gifted.

There were some issues with transportation, but the school district offered a cab ride to school every day. However, my father decided I wouldn't go because apparently attending a school where my needs were met was something he didn't want to see. Maybe he preferred it when I had terrible grades, as that was one of the excuses he used for his abusive behavior toward me.

Nope. I'm too old. Nobody knew about autism when I was little. I did OK.

My kids are not as high functioning, but so far they're in regular class, too. I don't think special need classes are common here. Even kids who can hardly talk or use the toilet go to regular class here in public school. They just get extra help and therapy.

No, I've never been put in a special class; but I guess that my experience doesn't count, since here in Italy there aren't special classes.

i was in a "special" school for 6 years.

No, I was not in any special classes. I was in regular classrooms in school.

I had speech therapy in kindergarten and grade one but was otherwise placed in a normal classroom

I answered 'mixed'.

I was in regular public school in Los Angeles from kindergarten through 4th grade, then in several private schools for special needs kids, then merged back into part-time public regular school from 9th through graduation. I never did well at the public school after 1st grade. I was labeled a weird-o in short order.

Never had any scholastic problems; it was all social. In fact, I was already reading at 2nd grade level when I entered kindergarten, and then I had the highest score ever recorded at Hamilton High School for my 10th grade English final. Too bad I was afraid to attend the awards, LOL. I owe my head start to my mother and grandpa; both were military school teachers. Unfortunately, I think my educational head start may have contributed to my social issues at school, since kids are cruel sometimes, and my having been awkward by ahead, was a catalyst for bullying.

Charles

I was in regular classes with NT's but was given additional advanced mathematics material in elementary school because of my math abilities. On the flip side, my English teachers often gave me a bit extra attention due to my problems with grammar and spelling (mild dyslexia).

In sixth grade they started putting me in special classes for some classes, in seventh and eighth grade I was sent to a special class that I stayed in all day in a normal school, and after that I went to school in a mental hospital, a special school, and a reform school before I quit. I never was diagnosed with anything that I know of.

They did it to me, in science class! I liked science class, but instead (after several normal weeks of school) they made me sit in a nearby room with snarky, sort of evil kids in camo. There were books on the shelves and no teacher. I just played transformation games with my hands (dragons eating people, etc.) and waited it out.

As for diagnosis, my parents tried - they really did. But every time it would be different. First I was bi-polar, then I had a demon in me so the church tried to cast it out, then I was ADD, then ADHD, and one counselor told me I'd be dead by 16 - with no explanation or options. Just that I should expect to be dead by 16. They put me on every drug they could find. It was a regular circus of dementia, mania, living nightmares and irrational behaviors that I couldn't sort out whether they were pill-induced or just natural psychosis. I was a complete zombie. It's no surprise they put me in a special class. They probably didn't want to be around when I dropped dead! :p

I was full time till highschool, in highschool I took a mix. the teachers never taught anything they just gave out packets of busy work. then becuase of that I never learned any basic math skills so when I was in high school they wanted me to learn algebra with nothing taught before that. it also doomed me to having no chance of making any friends.

I was in a mix in elementary school. I participated in most mainstream classes but for certain classes at certain times of day I was sent to a separate room to work on homework. There was no real teaching in that room so it wasn't really a special class it was just homework time for people with various special needs.

I was never taught handwriting with the rest of the class. My social worker explained to me that she and my teacher both agreed my printing was already too messy and they refused to teach me to write in cursive. They expected it to be a dissaster and they didn't want me handing in assignments in cursive when they had enough trouble reading my printing.

I still don't see why they couldn't teach me handwriting while I still hand in my printed asignments.


One of the times I went down to the special needs homework room was during cursive writing classes.

I shall honestly state for the record that I had been part of special education program from 5th grade all throughout high school due to an incident which, I'm not fond of talking about these days even though, I'm 39yrs of age merely thinking back to such makes me feel less human.. If anyone wishes to have further insight of my entrance into special education simply send a pm for, I don't have the courage at this particular moment to discuss such as well, I would not want to be demonized in one way or another.
Other than this, Special Education did not help since during that time Asperger syndrome was on the books officially speaking and therefore I missed a great deal of educational opportunities as such.. These days, I'm glad that autistic people have much greater access to resources to help him/her to achieve their best educational/social/occupational/etc.

ProfessorX

I had a mixture of both.

Voted mixture since I was taken out of class through elementary school for special ed and had adaptive P.E. nearly every year.

I could go into detail on my time in public school, but I've tried not to for the most part.

Started school at age 5 in 1990. Was in public school from Kindergarten through 9th grade. Was in taken out periodically from K-12th grade for resource and had some speech classes the first year that I have no memory of, only know about it because my Mom said I went there. Had adaptive P.E. through elementary school except for the last year when everyone shared a P.E. teacher and had P.E. with their class for part of the day.

The first year of Jr. High (7th grade) was in all normal classes and switched back to adaptive P.E. for 8th and 9th grade(first year of High School).

After 9th grade I asked my Mom to switch me to home school because it didn't like all the cussing and trash talking going on at school and I knew if I stayed around people that talked like that I'd start copying them and I didn't want to be like them. The other (presumably NT) kids seemed to me to be loud, foul mouthed, immature and stupid.

I graduated charter school(ie homeschooling) in 2003 and got a job a year later because I kinda knew a lady that worked for the school district and she suggested I apply to work there too. Somehow it worked out. After three years of being removed from my 'peers' ended up working along side people quite a bit older than me, some of which acted no different than the 9th graders I'd disposed not that many years before.

I was diagnosed PDD-NOS Dec 30, 2011.
I just finished my fifth and last college class about a week ago. I had a disability form filled out for each class (had a not quite official AS diagnosis on it since doctors that aren't able to diagnosis people can still sign off on college forms if they feel like it). I got to record the classes on a audio recorder and was allowed extra time for tests(which I never needed, but since I'm a slow writer and there was always a chance I'd need it I kept it as an option.) and was allowed to sit in the front(though I had to make a point to grab the seat first like anyone else as apparently after High School assigned seating doesn't exist or something). I earned all A's surprisingly, a certificate which is of no real value and more importantly college units which can give me a chance to get a better job that the one I've had for the last 8 years.

However, I doubt I'd be able to handle a job that I could support myself with so trying again for SSI.

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Resource was annoying and didn't seem helpful at the time. One thing I'm sure it did do is make me really good at taking ASD and like type diagnosis tests and IQ tests and 'tell me what this picture is and I don't care if you're just reading the word off the card or not' and 'how many circles are on this card? How many are blue?' 'Draw a copy of this picture. Times up, stop drawing we need to move on, put the pencil down. *takes paper and pencil away* What is this card? Lets go to the next one (since you didn't reply fast enough) No we can't go backward only forward. If you miss a card or are too slow too bad. If you can't figure it out you can say pass.' etc.

The recourse room was dim and I was alone with the teacher for I don't know how long. It seemed like hours. I was taught to count dots to help with math which was useful until I got to 7th grade or so (don't recall exactly which grade it was) and a teacher there told me not to do that and it was wrong. I didn't know any other way to do multiplication other than adding and the alternative they tried to explain which was I think just doing it - which I had no idea how to do without adding didn't go over well with me so I stubbornly continued to do it the way I'd always done it because that was the way it was done in my mind. That's how I was taught to do it and had always done it so it was the way to do it. Not doing it that way was impossible since I had never mastered the times tables (which I was sort of taught in 6th grade) I have learned a little more since then(because I had to take a test and my mother had me do work sheets over and over until it stuck.) I still don't know my times tables but I am a little better at math than I once was.

I had rescource room as an elective in Jr. High and H.S. at one point I had it twice. It was in a group with all the kids that never did their homework or classwork. I had usually done my class work and did some homework in there and when done with that read fairy tale stories(there were some books in there though I kinda doubt the others knew about them). Later the teacher decided that we as a group weren't doing so well when left to our own devices so he started making everyone follow along with a daily article and picked kids to read out loud before we could do anything else. I hated it. I could easily read the article to myself almost before we started reading it together since I was always very good at reading and loved to read for fun. I did not like reading out loud or in front of others nor did I like hearing the other kids read out loud and stumble over how to say 'the', 'to', 'be' and other such words. I don't know if any of them were diagnosed with anything or not, I just through they were loud and stupid since they were always talking loudly to each other and making immature jokes, they dressed very differently than I did and some of them had dyed their hair unnatural colors(something my family did not allow), they also said 'like' every other word which grated on my nerves as well. I just wanted to be left to read in peace for whole class time and wouldn't have minded being myself in that resource room. I was not diagnosed at that time and I would have considered myself mostly NT if I'd know of the term back then. I also had a low opinion at that time of disabled people partly from how I was raised and partly from the culture around me.

Then I meet the internet and learn lots of things, many of which wasn't very good for me, but others were and I'm slowly figuring out which parts I agree with and which I don't which ignoring opinions of family members and culture in general so I can make my own opinions on things.