I seem to have collected a few new comers here in Shrek land. Welcome one and all!!! So i thought i would briefly describe my son C and his autism.
I wrote it all out, but it didn't feel right as it all sounded so negative. C is autistic, autism is C. It is the way he is, as i am the way i am, or the way you are. It is not negative! We all have different personality traits that make us - us. C is no different. we are all unique. What is normal? But you all know all that! So i will get off my soap box!
So instead of a synopsis on Cs behaviours i wrote a poem which might give you a better feel?
Prisoner on Mars
But they don’t understand you
So what can you do?
Their body language is different
They laugh instead of cry
Make funny noises instead of sigh.
You try and learn their ways
Instead of them learning yours
You don’t fit in
They just point and grin.
Sometimes its so hard to get through
You bang your head or arm you chew
You stamp your feet with a high pitched squeal
None of this can be real.
Mars can be frightening as it is weird
For humans it is not geared
You have to learn the basics, to eat, sleep, go to the loo
As a non Martian, not easy to do.
There’s so much new info to store
Its easier to withdraw.
You live in your own world to feel safe.
Mars is a very strange place.