It’s a pity not even “specialists” get this fundamental truth. Not even the very same specialist who told us of a non- speaking, unable to type, 21 year old autistic who, they found out by mistake, COULD type- in Afrikaans. They’d been trying in the wrong language. Somehow, pathways got formed in a different way. She had learnt Afrikaans at school but because the family wasn’t Afrikaans they didn’t know her ability till they had an appointment with the specialist, who is Afrikaans.
The young lady took the phone and started typing whole sentences to her! Telling her to tell her parents she does understand them but just can’t tell them!
We need to stop trying to understand neurodivergence with our neurotypical brains! It doesn’t work! They often say that “autistics laugh or cry for no reason.” If I had known this, I’d have KNOWN my first son was autistic! He used to laugh and talk and talk to- nobody! I always assumed he had an angel that was talking to him. My undiagnosed four year old does the same. Whole conversations at top volume. Laughing, giggling, happy- with nobody.
My non speaking angel laughs! And it’s from the heart. Something has tickled her and I always wonder what she is thinking of when she suddenly bursts into laughter. An autism mom whose adult son maybe can produce two sentences a day and ONLY if asked a question or conversation is initiated by someone ELSE, said that he laughed at funny movies he was recalling in the moment. Isn’t that cool!? To experience the feeling so much that even the memory provokes deep laughter as joy? Wouldn’t it be cool if we too could recapture joyful or funny or happy moments in that manner, feel them wholeheartedly?
My friend, A, is imperfect. Just like me! I’ve dumped her, returned, complained about her, rebuked, laughed. But we grow together. And one area I have mentioned is one in which both of us felt great ire and I don’t know how much time she’d even spent with my girl at that point! I think it was probably ..not yet! I don’t think she’d met her.
But she knew. She knew the dire predictions of the neurologist that implied that our girl was, and would remain, a walking ‘vegetable’ were false. She hated that she assigned stereotypical traits to our daughter- like saying that she liked a certain gluten-free teething biscuit because of its colour when we had very specifically told her that she didn’t like certain flavours things at the time!😡Autism doesn’t make you one dimensional or unreasoning. It was DEEPER than appearance. We knew it because her bottles hide colour but do not hide taste. And she had definite juice preferences too- which we HAD told the neurologist. And like any proud mom, A was ANGRY on our girl’s behalf. “How dare anyone try to limit this angel!?”
People see limits. People see “not normal, senseless.” We wonder why. People see, “Doesn’t play appropriately.” We see logic, planning and reasoning.
Don’t limit our children. And don’t expect typical behaviour! Just because she doesn’t answer questions, doesn’t mean she doesn’t know the answer. I’ll point at something without asking, hoping she will speak..she doesn’t. But I won’t give up. I’ll ask her what it is- no answer. But I won’t give you. I’ll ask a leading question, “This is a ..?” And most times she will not reply.
But at random times, she will speak and I will know that she has learnt. Eg. Letters of the alphabet. She doesn’t name them when they come up on the TV screen anymore. Doesn’t mean she lost the ability to recognize them. She won’t answer when I point at them, or complete my sentence when I say, “This is a…” But she knows.
And she is VERY loud about it when she finally expresses it!❤️
We hung this up on Dec 27 for my now nine year old. She wanted them brought down and was NOT happy. But as soon as I brought her the letters down! She would pick one up and yell, “D! D!” It was lovely. She knows. Silence doesn’t mean she’s not taking information in. And thanks to my eight year old’s diagnosed auditory processing disorder which I see on my very talkative twin, I have shortened my sentences for my non talking one too. And wait a while for her to hear, process, and picture what I mean, then rephrase just in case.
(Her twin frequently says “huh?” when you speak. It’s not that she didn’t hear. She did HEAR but her brain hasn’t heard the words and MEANING in the SOUND coming out our mouths. It’s a very crazy household I live in. )
One day, I know she will find a way to show me more of what’s in her head. Because trust me my friend, she ain’t no walking vegetable. She’s a super star!
Vegetables don’t leave everyone else watching songs to go build.
They said I should write a book 