The social stigma attached to autism always baffles me and let
me explain just why that is. Yesterday we went to the mall and I wanted to let
Phillip play in the kids area as long as it took to burn off the energy he had
stored up from being home all the time. Play, get it out, have fun, and take
all the time in the world to do it. The play area is a big circle with seats
for parents and soft big toys to play on so he can’t really get hurt or get out
easily. Not only does he get to play but I get to be basically worry free at
the same time.
I love
to watch how he interacts and how he responds to the other kids. It’s not
because he is learning how to be social but because I can say he is more in
tune with social etiquette than most people would think. He loves other kids
and is completely entertained watching them so he laughs at nearly everything.
There was a lot of kids there and all within his age range so there was really
no way to avoid being somewhat social. A couple of them were little wild men
giving mom a hard time and some of them just doing what kids do. All of them were
being good and kind to each other but even then kids do things we have to step
in and correct them for. Some kids were grabbing and yanking other kids around
or shoving, shoving is always a big issue with kids. Pushing, yelling, and
touching each other comes naturally for the little ones.
Phillip
doesn’t touch other kids and any kind of touch is always instigated by others. He
doesn’t pull or push on anyone and if it happens to him he carries on. We are
told autistic kids don’t recognize the right social response to others and I know
I can speak for my own son and other children as well when I say they do. There
was a big wide slide that two children at a time can use and there was a pile
up of kids using the slide. There were some little kids that could barely walk
and the bigger ones who didn’t have a whole lot of patience to wait for the
little ones to move. Phillip stood at the top and could see a little girl was
at the bottom so he didn’t move. The kids coming up behind him were shoving and
he stood his ground but eventually it was either find a safe way down or you’re
going down by way of the child coming up behind. He slid down and stopped himself
just at the bottom carefully placing his feet next to the little girl who was lying
on the ground. He had to work a bit to avoid stepping on her and he was very successful
at it. The next few kids came down and clobbered that little girl because she
was in their way.
Phillip
continued to play for at least another hour and the entire time he was paying
attention, close attention the other kids. He even knew which ones might be
best to keep a distance from because the way they were interacting was a bit too
much for him. No way was he going to give anyone the opportunity to grab his arm
and drag him around or push him around. He just decided to carry on laughing
and running with a safe distance from a few of the kids. Similar to what we do
as adults, we keep a distance from people that are potentially a little too
much.
Phillips
second speech therapist was a complete mess and when I spoke with the woman in
charge she said to me “he did some things autistic kids don’t do.” I guess you
could say that would be an encouraging statement but at the same time I don’t
think that is ever a fair statement to make. If he does some things they say
autistic kids don’t do and socially defies the stigma then autism isn’t what
everyone believes it to be all the time. Four therapists together diagnosed him and
carefully diagnosed him so the statement “autistic kids don’t do that” should
never be a statement we ever settle for. He is a little boy before he is an
autistic little boy. He has a personality before he has autistic traits and I can’t
think of one good reason anyone would set limits to what he can do. The common things
we hear about autism are just that, things we hear and read, but children are
not familiar with these limits. The endless paperwork that has been involved
required us to give a strong yes or a strong no. If he did something that was
questionable we had to pick one because an unclear answer that applied both
ways was not acceptable. Limits and a direct no he doesn’t or yes he does was
all that they would accept. I hated this part of the process because I couldn’t
understand a direct yes or no when so much of the time nothing was that direct.
At the time I felt like we were already being forced to set limits on his
abilities and I just can’t wrap my mind around doing that to any child for any
reason. I don’t fill out paperwork the
way I am told to anymore. If something is questionable I answer it in detail
but I refuse to set any kind of limit on him.
Before
driving away from the bank yesterday Phillip let out a quiet little “thank you”
to the teller. He has never done this and also has never said thank you, so
saying it and at the right time was a pretty awesome moment. According the paperwork
we filled out in Montana he would have had to do this more than once and while
being told to. I would have heard something along the lines of, well one time and
not when asked we should go with a no on that one. In other words that’s not good
enough but let me tell you it’s beyond good enough when you hear it or see it
happening. A boy they said may not understand seems to have the greatest
understanding of all. That is he has no limits.
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