Montymoocow my decent ASD child was also told he had to get used to the violence, hostility, being a target, and accept the constant lesson disruption and inability to lean through it.
Eventually (after much 'working with them') I pointed out my child could get himself beaten up regularly anywhere and didn?t need daily intimidation as part of a supposed learning environment.
I was proudly informed that this was what he was learning by being there! It was part of inclusion! They actually tried to turn their cowardice (they are afraid of being challenged by the thugs) and lack of classroom control (including sexual degradation of teachers especially female) into this great positive thing for my son to be experiencing.
They then suggested the other children needed him to keep being there so they could learn toleration.
It?s an excuse to cover the real view, which is: ?We wont be doing anything about thuggery, we think it?s normal, and confronting thugs is dangerous for adults, and he?s a natural target so he better get used to it, but some of the better children will see that it?s bad and that?s educational for them, so actually all of this is educational, so there isn?t a problem.?
It?s Emperors New Clothes, and they ARE naked.
I remember so well standing on that cliff edge with a vicious wind blowing from behind, and imagining that surely I couldn?t step off without a parachute? Where was my plan B?
I was terrified that it might be wrong, even though I knew the education provision I?d made (school) was wrong, and his present and future where already being ruined, and it took me to realise that I just couldn?t really provide a worse education than what he was/nt getting.
You?re ?wondering why you?re sending him there?. I was terrified of pulling him out, and teetered on that cliff waiting for proof there?d be a soft landing.
I?d suggest being brutally honest with yourself. I was, and the reasons that emerged where painful to admit, but where the catalyst for change and I stepped of the cliff without my ?proof?, parachute, or plan B, that I was convinced no good parent would be without, for the sake of my child.
As all the stresses fell away we moved forward to this whole new way of life that I was so unsure I could do properly.
He?s 16 now, done his IGCSE?s and doing A/S, (and I?m still afraid I might ?ruin his education?, and I still want my parachute! :)) and he's gone from failure to success.
He still feels a chunk of his childhood was stolen, and I feel bad about that, but as he say's: "Yes but you didn't just stand there and watch and say nothing could be done, you did something, and it taught me to do something about things if they're not ok."
Good luck, whatever decision you take. :-)