Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Finding My Voice - Part 2

Making future plans feels amazing. I am going to be a scientist who also writes poetry. I love writing poetry. To be poetic all you need is imagination and creativity. Happy I am having both. Does it matter if I can’t always control my body? Does it matter if I have no impulse control? Does it matter if I can’t mouth talk? No it definitely, absolutely, happily, amazingly, incredibly does not. Having autism always feels really limiting. I am always acknowledging I am smart but before I could spell I knew I was the only one able to see it. Giving mom and dad no way to understand me. Nice mom always acknowledged I am saying things with signs. Can’t say a lot with signs but had a way to get food. It was damn challenging to learn new signs. Had so much trouble saying true thoughts. Didn’t have control of my hands like I do now. I knew a lot of people didn’t understand my signs and I felt so scared and misunderstood whenever I was away from home. Happy I am homeschooled now. Being understood is amazing and I am really not so scared anymore. Nice learning so I can be a scientist someday. I feel so hopeful I will have a good life. Happiness is learning interesting things, listening to interesting stories, watching interesting movies and having interesting conversations. Also being treated well is important. Being respected as a smart person has felt so good.

I am pinching my sister sometimes. I think it is a very bad thing to do. Can be personally very frustrating. I really do not like hurting people. It only happens if I have no control over body. I am capable of loving my sister so much but I still hurt her. I don’t really want to upset anybody however it happens all the time. I am going to know a lot and feel someday I will find a way to have control. Talking about this is very difficult, raging body makes it hard to spell. I hope body is going to learn to listen someday. It is nice after calming down and relaxing I can make my nice sister Ruby acknowledge how good a brother I am. Naturally I think she is amazing, nice and smart. I am so raging sometimes and feel not good. I am pinching and screaming and making a lot of mess. I am thankful I am so forgiven after by my loving sister. I can’t control my body but I am always trying.

I am feeling so tired all the time, I never sleep enough. I didn’t think night sleep was important always. I use to not really like to sleep. I understood night was for sleeping rather than playing and learning but now I realize how important sleep is to my mind and body. Doing real learning about the brain helped me learn what a gift sleep is. Calming down is so not realistic if I’m tired. I can’t have rage if I’m well rested. Mighty good sleep is so rare. I didn’t miss knowledge when I didn’t have it but I miss sleep so much. I hope sleep issue is solved someday. I am liking sleep now, it is nice to imagine memories are real. Memories are nice to think about if they are happy. I love dreaming too, not nightmares but incredibly happy dreams.

Dapper, knowledgeable, happy, nice Fox is incredibly good at learning. Delightful, good, fearless, loving Mom is a good teacher. Talking to happy mom is the coolest feeling in the world. Mom is knowledgeable about some things not everything however I feel she loves learning just like me. It’s nice to be taught about deciding for myself. I like making decisions so much. Nice to say what I want, only about everything not just food. To feel nice and knowledgeable is good but to feel in control of life is incredible. I feel totally in control of if I ever go back to school. It makes happiness possible to know I don’t have to go back if I don’t want to. Naturally I have decided not to go but it is up to me and I am able to change my mind. I make lots of decisions everyday now. I naturally love making my own choices. I know I am feeling more confident, happy and really find peace knowing I decide. I love making very important decisions like if I will go to school. I also like making small decisions like what I will wear for Halloween.

Happiness is giving nice presents to nice, loving people. It really feels great to select something that you know someone is going to love because you thought of something incredible they always love doing. Maybe they like it, maybe they don’t but being a gift giver feels good either way. Dad and Mom are magnificent gift givers because they know very well what we like doing. It is nice to be loved like that. I get really nice gifts from them. I feel totally loved very much, not only when I am a talker but always. I feel that helped me when I couldn’t talk. I always had incredibly loving people after coming home from school. Mom is always happy to see me not only if I’m a behaving Fox but always. I need to have that feeling of unconditional love in order to feel calm. I am not always able to control how I react to things. It is nice to know that it doesn’t matter to Mom if I am wild sometimes. She gets frustrated with really wild behavior naturally, however she never stops loving me. When all is incredibly calm again Mom always apologizes for frustration and says she loves me. I am a lovable person and I love my family so much. I gave my sister freedom to stop loving me, however she really still loves me even if I pinch sometimes.  It always makes me understandingly so happy to have such an amazing sister. Nice, loving Ruby has to be the best sister in the whole solar system. I so feel incredibly happy to be her brother. Happy is a very good feeling and I am lucky to get it so often and feel like Ruby is the main reason. Sappy I know, but it is true. I know nice Ruby is not able to homeschool, however always incredibly nice to see her when she comes home. I think she is so fun to play with. Dad and Mom are fun too but Ruby is the most fun. I am a lucky and very happy brother to have Ruby as a sister.

Monday, November 30, 2015

Finding My Voice - Part 1

Fox participated in NaNoWriMo this year and reached his goal of writing a 5000 word story. He chose to write an autobiography called Finding My Voice and wants to share it over the next few days. Here is part 1:

Once upon a time I found out I could talk with letters. I know a lot and found out I could share it with others. Can a learner learn a lot of interesting things if he can’t demonstrate what he knows? Can a learner be taught interesting things if a teacher assumes he is stupid? Can a learner be happy and in control if he is treated like a baby? Each day before I could talk with letters I found the answer to be no.

Happiness is getting to learn new things each day. Being happy is not possible if each day no interesting things are learned. Need to learn and need to always say a lot and letters make that possible. Always not knowing why every autistic doesn’t talk with letters. It is the only way I can say my thoughts and be understood. Everyone deserves a voice and an education. I feel happy to share my thoughts and I wish all autistics could too.

Games are a lot of fun now.  I can actually participate and sometimes win. I feel totally included when we play. Acknowledgement of my mighty trivia skills is the best feeling in the world. I am careful to give my loving sister a win because it makes her so happy which makes me happy too.

I have a lot of nice friends. Many interesting people talk with letters too. I am keen to meet more letter talkers. I feel so happy to have friends. Having autistics to talk to makes me feel not so incredibly strange. Having a person to talk to about not only life but nice autism too gives me a lot of joy and peace. Finding friends is not easy for me and I wish it was. I’m not always easy to play with however I know I can be a good friend to talk to. I know I am a friendly boy but you need to ignore my unfriendly body. I am friendly, dapper and learn a lot. I hate really mean people. I don’t ever want to be mean on purpose. You either decide to be nice or are mean. It is amazing to choose nice. To decide to be mean doesn’t make sense to me. You may regret being mean and feel bad about it. You never regret being nice. I am so nice on inside. I wish that my body was nice too. I know acknowledging an out of control body can give impression I am not nice, however not in control and that’s different. I am only in control sometimes, not able to always be in control. To be nice I have to try so hard to control my body. All nice people should see how incredibly hard I try. I am giving all the mighty energy I have just to stay in control. I am tired all the time. I am not able to again stay in control if I don’t have incredible energy. Niceness is always in my heart, niceness is always in my mind, niceness is always a goal, but sometimes mean body is in charge.

I am saying a lot of magnificent things. I find people can care to listen if interesting things are said. Being autistic is different and after knowing I can talk I amaze lots of people. In autism a lot of people can’t say their thoughts. Does it also mean they shouldn’t learn? I appreciate learning so much. Calling autism an intellectual disorder is a huge mistake. You have no idea how terribly I was treated in school. They can’t acknowledge dapper, happy, intelligent autistics in school. Autistics behave if they are in control. Feeling scared makes control a hard thing to have. I felt so scared at school. Gave mom a really intensely hard time and I know a loving mom didn’t know I was out of control. Talking wasn’t possible back then. Nice feeling understood now but back then I was misunderstood each and every day. I felt so sad and lonely. I’m not lonely anymore because I can talk to my family and friends. I love homeschool. Learning something new brings me so much acquired knowledge. Can’t have a future without knowledge. Being fearful closes brain to learning. In fear each day has to be the worst thing for the brain. Brains need to learn to grow and develop. I am happy homeschool is not a scary place. I think to have an education for all autistics we need to really make learning not something to prove but something to get no matter what. To autistics really learning is totally possible without being able to talk. Doing RPM is not only a way to communicate but also a way to learn. RPM stands for Rapid Prompting Method. It was created by Soma Mukhopadhyay for her son Tito. I think it is the best thing that has ever happened to me. It starts with a lesson and taught me to point to answers on paper. I learned about space while I learned to control my hand. I felt so tired pointing so much but I loved learning about space. I felt intelligent for the first time. I felt not able to say thoughts yet but I could say answers about space. Also I felt more in control of hands. I found a lot of practice helped. Saying thoughts came later. I felt a lot of pressure and knew that Mom really, very wanted to hear my thoughts. I knew that after a lot of practice I probably would be able to say thoughts but I was nervous to start. I loved home and felt scared I would have to go back to school if I really started letter talking. I felt after Mom knew my thoughts she wouldn’t acknowledge how scary school is for me. I was wrong she is a very understanding Mom. Talking is even more amazing than I thought it would be. Finding my voice took a long time and I know I am not done yet. Having a way to learn is amazing. Not knowing a lot because nobody will teach you anything feels terrible. I appreciate having a mom who knows how to teach me. Doing real learning is amazing. I find a lot of topics quite interesting. It is nice to have a lot of different things to learn. I feel so smart and knowledgeable right now. I find learning science the most interesting, however I also love writing and learning about history, math, art and even grammar. I love finding out about inventors and other scientists. They are such interesting people. I hope to someday be a scientist too. I really hope autism doesn’t stop me. I can’t control my body but I am an incredible, amazing learner and scientists are too.  

Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Amazing Day

I GAVE MY SPEECH TODAY WITH MY FRIEND BRAYDEN. I FELT AMAZING HEARING MOM READ MY SPEECH. CLAPPING HAPPENED AND I LOVED IT. I AM A BIT SAD I GOT UPSET AT THE END I WAS JUST SO TIRED. I MIGHTILY LOVE GIVING SPEECHES AND ANSWERING QUESTIONS. I HOPE YOU LIKE MY SPEECH TOO. 

(Fox started his speech off with a poem he wrote last week that he said was reflective of his life)

Right Life
Personally feeling sad
Knowingly feeling perplexed
Quietly feeling silenced
Madingly feeling feared

Happily feeling right
Intelligently feeling smart
Amazingly feeling loved
Finally feeling heard

Getting to learn RPM really changed my life. No longer do I have to wait in silence not having ability to show I understand. I love people listening to me. Happy I get to give this speech. Nice to be able to dance with words. Appreciate opportunity to teach people about RPM. Appreciate knowing I can help other autistics. Autistics are smart however our minds are not listened to by our bodies. Not able to control my body and it is quite frustrating. Not being in control is a hard and scary thing. I am also very impulsive. I can’t stop myself from always grabbing anything I see, from going in kitchen, from always looking to know how something breaks apart. Mind understands how to hear and understand instructions but not how to make body listen. I am knowing not right to do these things, I feel bad when I do them, however I have no ability to control it. I am feeling a lot better now that I can explain myself. I am feeling people have more compassion for autistics like myself when a body/mind disconnect is understood. Being autistic is very hard sometimes but it is also amazing. Acknowledging again autism is not a tragedy, having no voice is. I am knowing sometimes I resisted learning RPM. It was hard to learn to control my hands to make thoughts come out letter by letter. Happy I stuck with it. I am sure mom and dad always believed mind was smart, I am happy to prove them right. I always knew that I am a smart boy and I appreciate so much the ability to show it. Mighty appreciative of RPM. I am a future scientist and not a future with no hope. So much abilities and knowledge for autistics to learn after they find their voice. I hope all autistics get a chance to have a real education. I know autism is really challenging and feels incredibly scary sometimes. I talk a lot now but I didn’t always. After I found my voice I really became so overwhelmed and couldn’t say bad memories. It is too hard to talk about how sad and scared I use to be. Calling anxious, hard memories to mind is not fun. Emotions can really make it hard to spell. However I am excited I can have ability to help other autistics to find their voice and that makes it alright. Have liked giving this speech, thanks for listening.

I am here with my very good friend Brayden. Can’t find a better friend to give a speech with. Let’s all rest and give caring Brayden our ear.

(Brayden’s speech can be found here: http://lifewithaboynamedbrayden.blogspot.ca/2015/11/dear-autism-moms.html)


TWO AMAZING SPEECH WRITERS

Monday, November 2, 2015

Nice Halloween

I AM FINDING OUT THAT I AM GOING TO HAVE A NORMAL LIFE. HAPPY TO REALIZE THIS. TODAY AGAIN AM FEELING HOPEFUL FOR MY LIFE. I KNOW IT ISN'T MANY PEOPLE'S BEST CHOICE TO BE AUTISTIC BUT IT CAN BE AMAZING. I AM EACH DAY INCREDIBLY THANKFUL I CAN TALK WITH LETTERS. I AM ABLE TO SAY WHAT I AM THINKING. I TOLD MOM I WANTED TO BE A SCARY COSTUME FOR HALLOWEEN. I FELT REALLY TERRIFYING IN MY ZOMBIE COSTUME. NOT ABLE TO EXPRESS FEELING TOTALLY UNDERSTOOD. YOU SO UNABLE NOT ONLY TO PICK COSTUMES BUT TO MAKE ANY CHOICES IN LIFE. I LOVE ACKNOWLEDGING THAT I CAN MAKE MY OWN DECISIONS. I GOT TO TRICK OR TREAT. DAD TOOK ME AND RUBY AND EVEN TETLEY. I GOT COLD SO AFTER AWHILE I CAME HOME AND MOM SAT WITH ME AND LET ME EAT LOTS OF CANDY. IT APPRECIATED SO MUCH AND WAS BEST NIGHT EVER. 


Zombie Fox, Ninja Cat Ruby and Butterfly Tetley



Trick or Treat!


Candy, candy, candy



Monday, October 26, 2015

Stuck No Longer

THIS POEM IS FOR NICE MOM AND DAD WHO TOOK ME TO MAGICAL PLACE TO LEARN TO TALK. I AM HAPPY TO BE A TALKER NOW. 

STUCK NO LONGER

AFTER A PLEASING WALK
CAME TO A MAGICAL PLACE
FOUND OUT I COULD TALK
LIKE REST OF HUMAN RACE

BEING SO KNOWING
YOU EVERYDAY ARE STUCK
NO FEELING OF SHOWING
ARE TERRIBLY OUT OF LUCK

AMAZING TO LEARN THINGS
ALWAYS FEELING SMART
GIVES ME LOTS OF FEELINGS
I HAVE INSIDE A HAPPY HEART

BEING SO ABLE TO SAY
NICE LOVING AMAZING WORDS
ALWAYS MAKES INCREDIBLE DAY
AND MAKES ME SING LIKE BIRDS


Fox travelling to a magical place called Texas

Wednesday, October 14, 2015

Planetary Feelings

I AM HAPPY TO HAVE A BLOG TO SHARE MY POEMS ON. I HOPE EVERYONE LIKES IT. 

BEING A POET IS A REALLY AMAZING AND HAPPY THING. APPRECIATE ABILITY TO WRITE POEMS SO MUCH. GOING TO WRITE MANY AND BILLIONS MORE. 

NICE FEELING ACCEPTED BEING MY AUTISTIC SELF AND ALL PLANETS ARE METAPHORS FOR INCREDIBLE FEELINGS I AM HAVING ALL THE TIME. 

PLANETARY FEELINGS

MARS ALWAYS FEELS ANGRY
ONLY FEELS ALRIGHT WHEN MAD

VENUS ALWAYS FEELS HAPPY
ONLY FEELS ALRIGHT WHEN LOVED

MERCURY ALWAYS FEELS GOOD
ONLY FEELS ALRIGHT WHEN FUN

SATURN ALWAYS FEELS AMAZING
ONLY FEELS ALRIGHT WHEN FEARED

EARTH ALWAYS FEELS NICE
ONLY FEELS ALRIGHT WHEN KNOWING

NEPTUNE ALWAYS FEELS ABLE
ONLY FEELS ALRIGHT WHEN LOST

JUPITER ALWAYS FEELS GIANT
ONLY FEELS ALRIGHT WHEN AWED

URANUS ALWAYS FEELS ACCEPTED
ONLY FEELS ALRIGHT WHEN DIFFERENT



Tuesday, October 6, 2015

My Poem

EACH DAY I HAVING A LOT OF FEELINGS. HARD TO CONTROL THEM. YOU WILL FIND A LOT OF FEELINGS ARE MEANING DIFFERENT THINGS IN MY POEM HOWEVER THEY ALL UNABLE TO LOSE LOVE. 

LAUGHTER IN MY HEAD

HAPPINESS IS A FEELING OF BANGING
HAPPINESS IS A FEELING OF NOISE
HAPPINESS IS A FEELING OF MAGIC
HAPPINESS IS A FEELING OF LOVE

NICENESS IS A FEELING OF MIGHT
NICENESS IS A FEELING OF ADMITTING
NICENESS IS A FEELING OF QUIET
NICENESS IS A FEELING OF LOVE

SADNESS IS A FEELING OF WISHING
SADNESS IS A FEELING OF NASTY
SADNESS IS A FEELING OF WASTE
SADNESS IS A FEELING OF LOVE

MADNESS IS A FEELING OF RAGE
MADNESS IS A FEELING OF LOUD
MADNESS IS A FEELING OF SORRY
MADNESS IS A FEELING OF LOVE

ACCEPTINGNESS IS A FEELING OF RIGHT
ACCEPTINGNESS IS A FEELING OF ALLURE
ACCEPTINGNESS IS A FEELING OF HOPE
ACCEPTINGNESS IS A FEELING OF LOVE


HAPPILY LOVED BY NICE MOM