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Tuesday, 21 May 2013

  • I'm Behind Bars


    ....not really but it sure felt that way!

    Me and Vice Principal Mr.H are walking down the stairs to his office. I was totally blown away that I had remained as calm as I had, meaning I had not cursed and had not raised my voice to ANYTHING it was aching to do.

    "What do I do? Withdraw my son?"

    "You have that right but you have to leave after the campus police get here."

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  • Lost Your Muchness?



    Beth: "Muchness is knowing that whatever life throws at you, will survive. It's being able to pick up the shattered pieces of your soul and put them back together, stronger than you ever thought possible.
     
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  • Having a Close Call

    I was returning home from a class at church on Sunday.  I set my bag down on the counter and proceeded to go outside.  The air was crisp but the sunny skies prevailed, making the day a welcome respite from the week of rain we had experienced before.  Brian and Jack had been home for about an hour and a half, yet had just come outside.  My boy's schedule was off, but it had been for days.  That's what happens when you couple rain with an expectation of recess on his visual schedule.  It had been a mess.
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  • They Do Grow Up

    People often talk about the behavior in kids, especially kids with special needs, and the remarks they get. 
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Monday, 20 May 2013

Sunday, 19 May 2013

  • Going With the Flow

    When The Autism Channel asked us to create some one-minute pieces for Autism Awareness month, we thought it would be good for Sam (Rocket) to tell one on himself. Sam has always had supersonic ears. But we soon learned that sensitive hearing does not equate to listening. Part of what distracted him was that he was hearing his own heartbeat, the sound of ventilation systems, the sounds of ticking clocks—things you and I would normally filter into the background of our conscious awareness. Sounds like these were as front and center to him as human speech directed at him. He simply was unable to filter any sound from the Surround Sound™ of life.

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  • The Race



    The morning dew, clung to the grass, as the sun began to rise, a little girl stretched with a yawn, and rubbed her weary eyes. A day just like all others yet she managed still to smile. She peered out through her window, and dreamed a little while. This girl, like you was special, unique in her own way, her legs just didn’t have the strength, to run and jump and play.
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