A few months ago I was in the store with my 7 year-old
daughter and my soon to be 6 year-old twin boys. I noticed a woman staring at us or
rather staring at my oldest twin. I knew
why she was staring. Here was a young boy, tall for his age, sitting in a cart
and babbling like a baby. I chose to
ignore her. My daughter, who noticed the woman staring too, chose not to ignore
her. She put her hands on her hips and with much attitude she said, “My brother
has Autism. You can stop staring now! Dang!” Then she rolled her eyes and
turned her back to the woman.
The woman looked at me and said, “You need to teach
your daughter how to talk to adults.” I said, “You’re right.” I turned towards
my little girl, who has made it her life’s mission to take care of her brother,
and said, “The next time you talk to an adult like that, ease up on the
attitude a little.” Then I winked at her. I looked at the woman and asked, “How
was that?” The woman turned her nose up at me and walked off.
I know some of you just gasped and thought to
yourself, “How could she endorse such behavior?” I don’t. I teach my children
to be respectful to everyone but when it comes to my son or any individual with
Autism, it’s a whole different ball game. My alter ego emerges and I turn into: "Autism Fighter...Superhero! I rid the world of ignorance in the name of
Autism!”
April is Autism Awareness Month. It’s the time of
the year when the world pauses for a moment and recognizes those individuals,
their families, the caregivers and the educators who are affected by Autism. With
all the branding that goes on during this month, you would think that people
would finally get it and be more sensitive. But they’re not. They still stare,
make comments, laugh, turn up their nose or my favorite, offer unsolicited
advice. When I come across these individuals, Autism
Fighter emerges each and every time and the outcome is rarely pretty. Be patient with me, I’m still a work in
progress. But until then, can I offer a little advice?
When you see a child in a restaurant sitting on top
of the table eating his food, his parents are not bad parents. They know that in
order for you and everyone else in the restaurant to enjoy their meal, it’s
best to let the child sit on the table. Trust me, you’ll be ok.
When you come across a disruptive child in a
library, store or church, they don’t need a “good whoopin'.” A scent, a sound,
the people, even the lights could be causing a sensory overload.
And before you say, “Just keep the kid at home.” It
does not always work that way. A child with Autism can have a “meltdown”
anywhere and at any time. And how fair is it to the child to keep them locked
up in the house all time? We don’t keep you locked up for your quirks.
Here’s the bottom line, let’s make every day and
every month Autism Awareness. If we did, Autism Fighter’s secret identity, k.d. wilson, can once again emerge and live
among us.
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