Can I just say (as an autistic adult, with one diagnosed and one awaiting diagnosis child-ren) that it's INCREDIBLY FUCKING FRUSTRATING to have what could be a beneficial thread totally fucking derailed by one or two people wanting to take it over with the same bloody language policing that they try to do on every single fucking thread about autism so nothing that might improve the lives of people actually gets to be discussed.
Rant over.
Some schools are better than others, some school staff are more eager to engage than others (I've just literally got off a call with DD2's teacher who wants to make sure that we handle DD2's friend not returning to school in the best way we can for her), some teachers are arseholes who just have decided that they're going to disbelieve and ignore diagnoses (we've had to move school because of this and a year from hell which almost destroyed DD2 - if we'd stayed put I've no doubt we would have been tipping over into massive anxiety and school refusing behaviour by now)... and some kids can manage to compartmentalise their lives to cope with things, or are less sensitive to different triggers than others... or, as I did back in the 80s, just mask and mask and mask until they stop getting abused and can float unhappily just below the radar.
But there's "kinda-coping" in school and there's "thriving" in school (and there's "just about muddling through, good and bad day style" as well which is more the middle point that I think we tend to get to). I got through school "fine" - academic results - but I got through, as an undiagnosed girl, basically by my life being made hell until I learnt to appear less "odd" and "fit in"... and I do have a lot of fairly suppressed trauma as a result (particularly from primary school) which still pops up in waves at the strangest of times - there was the year I was made to sit on my own behind a filing cabinet as I was struggling with social interaction (and this was not in some kind of kind "personal workstation" way - I hated that filing cabinet with a passion and wanted to be with the class), there was the time for a good term where I wasn't allowed any playtimes because I kept getting into small arguments (I was never ever physically or verbally violent - these were playground "he said... she said" squabbles) and I had to spend every break time dusting every single reading book in the infant department. Then I fell in love with music and learning the guitar and the Head decided I needed punishing for being odd and not fitting in enough - so she took the one thing I really loved in school and removed me from the guitar lessons... so yes, I learnt to keep my head down, and I kind of did the school work as a displacement activity to stop me thinking I think - but I certainly did not thrive, and when I look at it now, as an adult, this stuff still upsets me to the point it makes me cry periodically (watching DD1 start learning the guitar has been quite a trigger point recently for example).
I aspire for more than this from school for my kids. My mum didn't have the time or mental energy to fully understand what was going on in school - and I was made aware from very early on that she wouldn't intervene or undermine them... and nowadays she's horrified at what I put up with.
We moved the kids from what was absolutely a "wrong" school for DD2 (as have most parents with SEN) - we moved her in year 3 (junior school and frustratingly the linked infants is amazing), when it became clear they'd disregard and belittle diagnoses... I've no doubt that if we'd kept her there, she would be refusing or screaming resistance to attend by now in year 6 - the number of kids with SEN who I've seen being physically bundled over the school gate threshold in that school is shocking. However, I'm lucky in that I have an employer who allows me the time to make sure that I can work with school to get things in place for the kids, who allows me time to attend meetings and appointments and who also will offer me advice on how to get through systems to access support - and I've been able to take the time to arrange things like moving school when that was required... my mum, as a single parent who needed me at school so she could work in a job without that flexibility, did not have that luxury.