The last year of nursery announced my son regularly that when he went to school, he would start tal

I was talking to a friend who, like me, has a son who has ever had selective mutism: a kind of developmental disorder in which children choose not to speak in certain social situations for a long time. Another new booth where we can put children. And how separate selective mutism may be, I ask myself sometimes wonder how long it will take before everyone in some cubicle is stopped. The day on which the standard is different and there is no "normal" human being longer exists, is getting seizures closer.
The behavior of his son came from extreme seizures shyness. When my son turned mainly to extreme stubbornness. He had to go to the nursery, but did not. One day he spoke the legendary words: "Ok I'm going, but I'm not going to talk." To which we said, "Fine enough, then you go do not talk." In retrospect, even legendary, because we did not realize that he there was not only to keep but that once would go persevere. nearly three years
So that is what happened. He went to the nursery and spoke no word. Later at home, he amply compensated for that. "But he p comb at home then?" Was a frequently heard but strange question. As if I forget to tell you that. Detailed "Oh yes, now that you mention it: home. Ie do not talk" At home, you could just as well to notice him he had been in the nursery because he talked seizures the ear off.
Of course, given the special circumstances. Especially since he is a true "selective mutist" outdoors more and more moments chose not to talk. For example, he was staying seizures with my parents and he appeared two days have nothing to say there. Whether we were on holiday with my mother there, and then he talked only with us, but not with her. Something I still had to learn, because there are some other smarter seizures ideas than to take on holiday. You-law By the time I realized that my wife and I made the choice "they note whether I", it was too late. It was "it" and three months later I had an ex-law.
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One day, his eyes were tested. The ophthalmologist be patient for everything: a house, a car, a clock, a cat. But my son was silent in all languages. And I'm trying, "Say, what he refers to? Whisper it differently, but in my ear "I was tempted to say that he said" car "just to get off. Of We had just come back later. As we walked away, I asked my son, "Be What he wearing?" "A house, a car, a clock and a cat" was the reply. "But why did not you say so?" "I did not want to talk." And so it was.
I should have annoyed me to death, but honestly I could also laugh. That someone could have such a stubborn and steadfast character; incredible! I remember one time I wanted my son said sorry. I decided to be tenacious and went into battle with him. For three hours I've been waiting. And even then. Eventually, he mumbled something unintelligible. Also an accomplished lip reader had to make. No cheese But I used only too happy all my imagination to recognize the murmur somewhere the word "sorry" and I counted it right. Just like that joke about the ugly woman with a parrot on her shoulder bar enters and says, "He guessed what kind of animal seizures is sitting on my shoulder, allowed to sleep with me." After a long silence, seizures a man of compassion says, "An elephant?" Which the woman says, "Not exactly, seizures but I count it well."
The last year of nursery announced my son regularly that when he went to school, he would start talking again. I believed him, because when my son said something then he kept it on. In retrospect, naive, because after two