I didn’t want to do this (post writings from anecdotal Autism sites) because there is so much that is said by caregivers / parents that is highly offensive to me as an Asperger individual (and as a human being.) BUT, these peeks into the overwrought, insensitive and frankly irrational behavior by (some) of those who are responsible for raising children who are having “problems” must be examined if we are to discover the environmental conditions that aggravate or precipitate challenging behavior in “Autism Spectrum” kids.
NOTE: I’m not going to advertise these sites or “essays” – I don’t wish to promote “bad caregiving” or embarrass the caregivers. Although these anecdotes were posted for anyone on the internet to read, some changes have been made to mask identities.
Let’s share our cute and memorable stories and moments!
I would LOVE if you would share your cute and memorable stories and moments, of times with your children (and adults) with Asperger’s Syndrome.
And for my readers that have Asperger’s Syndrome, please submit cute, funny, memorable stories you might have that bring joy to you when you think about them.
I have so many cute and happy stories and moments myself, so many that I’ve forgotten as well. I’m hoping this will help to trigger some memories for me, and for you as well. :o)
This can be a really fun section of this website. Your stories will make others smile, laugh out loud, and even shed tears of happiness.
You are more than welcome to submit more than one cute story and/or moment, I encourage you to do so as I’m sure you have many …
I’ll start it off with my own submission, or two, or many, and as I remember more stories, I’ll follow up by posting them here.
I look forward to reading your stories and I’m sure that other parents and caregivers s will as well. :o)
This is going to be so much fun!!
Cute or Funny Story #1
Help Me! My Child Has Asperger’s Syndrome and is Having a Melt-Down!
We were in a restaurant and the music was LOUD (and so were the other patrons).
My son hadn’t been diagnosed yet but, as many of us have experienced before diagnosis, I knew there was something going on. But, this was before I knew that bringing an iPod or headphones or something that could shut out the noise would help.
So, at any rate, we’re in the restaurant, the music is loud (even for me it was loud) and I was watching my son slide into shut-down mode. I knew it was the noise.
I explained to our waiter what was happening and I asked if there was any possibility of the music being turned down a bit. They actually turned down the music! For us! I was so grateful. But unfortunately it was still too loud for my son.
We didn’t even have our food yet (although we had already ordered and had been drinking our sodas) and we came to the conclusion that we had to leave, now, because he wasn’t going to be able to handle it.
The waiter, knowing that we were having difficulty, had been keeping an eye on us so it didn’t take much for me to get his attention again. I told him thank you for having the music turned down but that unfortunately it was still too much for my boy and we were going to have to leave. They immediately boxed up our dinners for us so that we could take them home with us!
Analysis: Too often a parent will wait until the child is approaching full “melt-down” before attempting to deal with it. They have ensured that a problem will occur by putting their child in a situation that they KNOW will cause the child pain, but they do it anyway. The result is increased anxiety in the child (why does she keep doing this to me?) It furthers negative reactions and resentment among the public, who spread complaints about “impossible and annoying” ASD children. The mother expects the restaurant staff to “fix” her poor judgment; a bit outrageous!
It’s not as if there aren’t solutions. Scope out restaurants ahead of time. Find one or two that are suitable and ask the staff when their slack times occur. Or take out sandwiches from a restaurant and have a picnic in a quiet corner of a park. Have a quality conversation with your child instead of subjecting both of you, and restaurant patrons, to social trauma. Masking the problem with headphones is NOT helping the child; it reinforces the experience that “other people hate me, and I hate them.” It’s like handing a couple of aspirin to Grandpa, who has serious heart problems, and then forcing him to climb the Washington Monument, and then being shocked when he keels over and needs an ambulance to transport him to an emergency facility.
The punitive idea that forcing ASD children to tolerate the intolerable in order to socialize them (as if being social will magically rub off on them) is CRUEL. Social modern humans judge parents on the behavior of their children in public; this presents a choice. Either do what helps your child, or continually harm yourself and your child, plus reinforce social stereotypes, by falling into the lie that social typical society will change to accommodate those who are “different” (it won’t) or persisting in the belief that life is a “beauty pageant” and that your child can be a contestant. ASD children are a distinct type of human; not less, not more, but entitled to creating lives that are proper to our physical and mental abilities.