Food for Thought
For a fleeting moment I thought we might have a free seat beside us, and then you walked up and sat down with your briefcase and your important documents and I had a vision of Kate pouring her water all over your multi-million dollar contracts, or house deeds, or whatever it was you held. The moment you sat down, Kate started to rub your arm. Your jacket was soft and she liked the feel of it. You smiled at her and she said: “Hi, Daddy, that’s my mom.” Then she had you.
I Taught My Son With Autism How to Swear – Huffington Post
I knew I would have to teach Ben these words eventually and I dreaded the task. I would have to explain which words could be used in which situations and with whom. This is a huge problem as most people with autism cannot gauge situations in a moment’s glance as many neurotypical people are capable of doing. For example, you wouldn’t go up to the Queen of England and say “Yo, bee-atch. How’s it hanging?” For Ben, this is not such an easy distinction.
So, we began the lessons called “The Appropriate Use of Foul Language Which You Can Use Sometimes But Not Others and Only With Certain People and Sometimes Not Even Them.”
He doesn’t use sign language, although he learned the basics of it in a college class. Instead, he reads lips. That requires eye contact with the person speaking, so it helps that Seahawks quarterback Russell Wilson removes his mouthpiece when he calls a play and doesn’t wear a facemask crisscrossed with bars.
What have you been reading this week?