books and autism

october 28 2007

Well, the vacation is almost over.
You won't hear me complain.

The whole vacation I've tried to get my autistic son to read a book for school.
Each and every day.
Each and every hour.
And he still hasn't read it completely.

It's just a small book, so he could have done it in one afternoon.

One of the problems is that the books this schoolyear are more complex.
They'd better given him a book about mathematics, than a book about social structures.

He doesn't care that one of the characters falls in love with someone.
He doesn't feel curiosity to know if they end up married.
Nor does he care who has stolen that special machine that decodes some special letters.

It's not his world and it will never be his world.
Because he doesn't understand the undertone of the conversations, he doesn't understand why things happen when two characters have spoken each other.

So a paper about the book is a task he can't complete on his own.
The only way he can understand the book is when I read it, and then explain it to him, page by page.

The last time I had a good mark for my paper.

This time I haven't bothered to read the book.

It's his final year and he should have special support.
They've made a mistake at school. So he didn't get any.

It starts tomorrow.

I'm going to make an appoitment with that person first thing in the morning.