dear my friend in gym today,
hi, my name is Emma . i know you didn't see me and mom around the corner getting changed.
we swam in class together. i was happy, laugh, because i love my new yellow bathing suit. mom has laugh, green one. my coach knows my issues on that front. perhaps i bothered you today in pool.
or maybe you just know very little about aspergers or autism. i will help you now.
in your defense many others are like you. perhaps you think people like me are mental like you said. not true. in your defense i know i often look odd laughing or dancing in swimming. i love water.
or maybe you think i behave inappropriately for people. in your defense i try to focus my body on maintaining my senses .in my defense your mean comments are not anything i would say.i laugh cant by mouth any way. but mom tells me not to ever say means things. please learn about my disorder. that boy who shot his mom and those poor other people was sick in the head in a way mom says we can't understand.
i will say hello to you next class. Emma
Wednesday, December 19, 2012
Sunday, December 2, 2012
Mr. Ne'eman, I Want ToHelp You.
Yesterday I watched something amazing on tv. I watched Mr. Ari Ne'eman speak on tv about people like me. He is a very smart language speaking autistic person. I can not speak with my mouth yet. Maybe I will mom says. I perhaps think, laugh, God decides.
I may never speak like Mr.Ne'eman but I believe I'm as smart as he is. laugh. I started to talk with my hand in september, 2010 because I didn't want to live in nursing group home. I was 18. For me Mr Ne'eman is a hero because he said girls are not normally diagnosed because of complexities. He understands me.
Today I am in a school that is not for disabled. I have friends. None at my school calls me names or make fun of me. I belong there because I try hard everyday.
Mr Ne'eman must continue all he is doing. I am not the typical situation. Mom is not. It shouldn't take Henry to make a school accept a smart boy. I am getting a real diploma. but my friends might not.
Mr. Ne'eman, I want to help you any way I can.
I may never speak like Mr.Ne'eman but I believe I'm as smart as he is. laugh. I started to talk with my hand in september, 2010 because I didn't want to live in nursing group home. I was 18. For me Mr Ne'eman is a hero because he said girls are not normally diagnosed because of complexities. He understands me.
Today I am in a school that is not for disabled. I have friends. None at my school calls me names or make fun of me. I belong there because I try hard everyday.
Mr Ne'eman must continue all he is doing. I am not the typical situation. Mom is not. It shouldn't take Henry to make a school accept a smart boy. I am getting a real diploma. but my friends might not.
Mr. Ne'eman, I want to help you any way I can.
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