J, mom of K, 16
"We're over here... look
for the tall boy with the big headphones..." This was the description I laughingly gave to
my friend as we tried to re-find one another at an amusement park where we'd
gotten temporarily separated. I have a
sense of humor. So, while the hoards of
people bumping past stared at my teenage son with his enormous noise-cancelling
headphones avoiding my direct eye contact, I made the decision to be light
hearted and to imagine the situation from my son's point of view. I have a wild imagination, and I'm quite sure
that with his autism, he honestly doesn't notice them. Or care.
But think for a moment
that he does care. His thoughts might go
like this:
"Look at those odd people with no headphones. They must be miserable. Don't they realize their ears are exposed? Their eardrums are exposed to all this chaotic noise. How can they stand it? Poor things....walking around like that. I should try not to stare."
"Look at those odd people with no headphones. They must be miserable. Don't they realize their ears are exposed? Their eardrums are exposed to all this chaotic noise. How can they stand it? Poor things....walking around like that. I should try not to stare."
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