Oh, Frank would've blinked in paranoid terror and ran off to whine at her sister. (Because she was CLEARLY TERRIBLE at being at real school. EVERYONE HATES HER.) But then Essie would have been dragged into random ASL-time classes. So that they can effectively call people weird or tell each other that the answer to number 5 is b from across the room. And things not staying in their places is fine. She loves all the tinkertoys.
Seriously. AND SHE GOT BETTER. MOSTLY. ISH. ... sort of.