Monday, May 20, 2013

A shark leaping

 A shark leaping

Once there was a shark. This shark did not have a name. This shark knows how to leap. He is going to eat animals. This shark is fast. He is going to jump and eat people. He will soon die because the people intend to find the shark.

Author Sturla
Translator ÞJ
 

Friday, May 3, 2013

Nothing shall ever be set in stone

Definitions and words
So much I read in this blog world of autism is a bout wording and words and definitions
as if no one gets that words are fluid and so are thoughts.
with autism
autistic
neurotypical...how I laughed out loud when I read that word...so american I thought like the term politically correct...what
normal...who where?
Funny because in my mind autism has so much to do with the hardships of language.
Social...sure
Language absolutely.
Perhaps that is why.


I love you he blurts out and hugs his best friend...
He loves me his friend laughs and the kids laugh too...they are laughing with him at the moment.
Six and seven years old innocent and sweet.
He will be picked up by his friends mother today... for a playdate.
I will fold some laundry and fret at home.

Dabbi my nine year old is visiting a friend. G is his classmate. The play a lot these days. I am autistic G confesses during a video game. Huh...my Dabbi replies...well I am colour blind. That was that.
No issues. No definitions. just enjoying each others company.
Playing, laughing.

He takes an exam at school.
He is the most fluent reader but his challenge is keeping his attention in place for half an hour and finish that test.
Thirty minutes is an eternity...tick tock...sixty seconds in a minute...sixty seconds... thirty times
It is forever an eternity

Stay tuned child.
Pull your reins, reel in your attention. Stay on task.
Conquer the world
it is yours...

Motivation is a huge issue now...
I have not been myself.
There has been no normal anywhere.
There is no spring...snow keeps drifting from a grey sky and the wind has not lost its bite.

He talks about summer vacation and camping trips all the time and I know he needs a break ...
a different setting to keep pushing the boundaries.
His as well as mine.

Happiness is an inside job, but new settings might help.
Sun would help.
Some chocolate will surely help.

We are both tired.
Trying is hard

I hate final words... I hate words like forever and always and never.
I want fluid, variety, grey scales and possibilities.
I bang my head against the rock in the hope that in the end there will be a dent

I want him to keep those friends that laugh with him.
I want to keep that picture in my mind, this sweet bunch of kids that laughed merely because there was an opportunity to laugh and because they like laughing best of all.

no issues just playing