Daniel didn't have many friends at school, he was teased like anyone who doesn't fit the mold. In the intervals between classes, he could be found standing motionless by a tree, absorbed in counting the leaves. To his parents this behaviour was a source of profound concern. It may seem like a trigger for an action "go and play with the other kids." They knew that any direct order, especially one as alien to him as 'play football', would lead to nothing but distress. Realizing this, they shifted their focus from forcing conformity to nurturing his genuine interests.
Daniel loved words. One day his parents decided to invite the son of Iranian immigrants and offered to play Scrabble. Interestingly, through his love of letters, Daniel learned to connect with another person.
There was only one thing he loved more than letters - numbers and logic. The chess club became a place where he could be around others without being thrown into chaotic games like football.
The library became his second home. His parents never banned him from burying himself in encyclopedias. On the contrary, they encouraged it. The local library was his sanctuary and a place of safety. Daniels’ parents were balancing not pushing him into the crowd, but they constantly created situations where he found himself among people.