Sorry I haven't been on here blogging lately. I've been super busy running around all last weekend. Also, I was enjoying my summer vacation, and looking for a publisher to publish Meet My Autism.
I was asked by a mother whom I've been talking to quite a bit if I have any echolalia and/or special attachments to anything. So, I'm going to start this week off with this subject.
For those who don't know, Echolalia is when an Autistic child repeats what is being said to them or what they hear. For example, a person may say; "Why don't you go over there and ask politely for a turn?" And the autistic child would say; "Okay, I'll go over there and ask politely for a turn." Things like that, or movie quotes. I do recite a few movie quotes here and there when I'm by myself, but I do NOT have echolalia. I'm more of the "Okay, mom," "Okay, dad," and simple answers type of girl. I don't repeat movie quotes unless I'm in my room all by myself. That's all part of my own world. I didn't put it in quotes because I LOVE my own world. I'm always acting out my own every day adventures, and I truly am in my own state of peace in my own world. My world is a place for comfort, peace, and fun (I just noticed I went off track. I'l make a separate blog post about my world in a few...).
As far as special attachments, up until I was 11, I was way too overly attached to the famous purple dinosaur, Barney. Yeah, I was obsessed with Barney for the first eleven years of my life. I also liked VeggieTales a lot, too. I still have an attachment for sleeping with a stuffed animal at night. Reason being is because every time I do sleep with a stuffed animal at night, it just feels so right and so comforting, I don't exactly know why, it just does. I'm also have grown quite attached to my home, which might explain why I get so easily homesick if I'm away for more than 7-8 days. My mom will say that I'm VERY attached to my iPod because I'm always on it, and I agree with her. I had this doll of Molly from The Big Comfy Couch when I was little, and I took her everywhere around my house. One day, Molly was gone, and I was so upset. That was the start of learning something very valuable; sometimes you just need to let go. As I got older, my Barney toys were donated, most of my toys are in the attic (except a few dolls AND my Care Bear collection), clothes donated (some I really was attached to), and in their place came more things that seemed more appropriate for my age. The attachments I did end up giving away was really hard to let go. One attachment that I have still to this day from when I was six is Jesus Christ in my heart and in my life. That is one attachment I'm keeping forever.
So, that's what I have to say about this topic. Hope you guys liked reading it.
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