Showing posts with label Jamie. Show all posts
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Sunday, August 25, 2013

The United States of Autism Movie


On Monday I drove to and back from art class, which was cancelled, getting thirty more minutes of driving. Then I talked to Tyler and comforted him, telling him what I thought yesterday. I called Emily, though I didn’t hear back, then I tried to call my granddad to tell him about Tyler and Mary, but he wasn’t there. My grandmom answered, and I told her about Tyler and Mary and what I thought was going on and she thought that could be the case. My mom asked me if I wanted go with her to see a movie at Town Center called The United States of Autism. I said sure and remembered that I had heard of that movie one time years ago from the Autism Women’s Network. Later I drove to my doctor’s appointment getting thirty-five more minutes of driving. After I got back, I realized my flowers would look nicer if the taller ones were closer together. 
Later my mom, Dave, Jamie, and I went to see The United States of Autism. There I saw an autism camp, which I donated a dollar to, and an old high school friend and fellow autistic named Ian Sneid. The camp told us about their mission and then the movie started. The filmmaker went across the country talking to families and individuals about trying to get the right resources they needed. Interviewees came from several different states in forty places across the country and included Sharon daVanport, co-founder of the Autism Women’s Network, Alex Plank, the founder of the Wrong Planet website, and Raun Kaufman, a man who claims that his parents' homegrown autism therapies cured him of his autism allowing him to go to a prestigious university. An Oklahoman father talked about his attempts to get a piece of autism legislation passed, which he claimed was very fiscally conservative, yet had been shot down by Oklahoman politicians regardless of their political party. He asked the question, “How can one be pro-life and not want to provide for autism. It’s as if they think they’ll only care for someone until they come out of the womb.” A mother talked about how unreliable the services providers are at ABA organizations and told one of their representatives on a high up floor, “If you don’t get me your director, I will throw myself out this window.” He later got the director to come speak to her. One mother said she hears stories of so-called “recoveries” and feels guilty wondering why she can’t do the same for her kid. Mom watched Alex Plank speak about neurodiversity and found him to be very impressive. After the movie ended, people from the camp spoke some more and my mom and Dave were begging Jamie and I to let us all leave and reluctantly, Jamie and I agreed.
After the movie we ate dinner at Blue Koi. Then I got home and talked to Granddad about Tyler and Mary, and he thought what I thought. He also thought that Emily might not be returning my calls due to something related to her ADHD. The next morning, I dreamt Emily, another THRIVE student I didn’t know, and myself were all walking together in the town of Warrensburg. After I woke up, I emptied and reloaded the dishwasher, took some pictures of some dying flowers, representing death, and some Russian dolls behind the glass in one of our cabinets. I drove to work adding another ten minutes of driving to my time adding ten more minutes of driving to my time. I realized that Raun Kaufman couldn’t possibly be autistic because I had seen the back of his book Son-Rise say that before he was cured, he was an empty shell, yet if he really were autistic, he’d know autistic people aren’t that way at all. I thought him saying the Son-Rise Program cured his autism is no more valid than Tom Cruise saying Scientology cured his dyslexia. I realized though while he gives “hope” for a cure, I give people hope that they can amount to great things with their present neurological differences. I also thought of an idea to show so: a talent night, much like the Culture Night last year at UCM.
After work I got the newest edition of Saveur magazine. Then the next day I went to work again and got a picture of my M&Ms during my break. On my way back I took some more pictures of flowers, trees, and weeds that looked like ikebana arrangements. When I got back, I found out my mom had cleaned out my closet. I unpacked a little bit in effort to help clean out my room for my Uncle Kurt Aunt Barb, and cousins Kyley and Hunter who were coming to visit. I put some sticks I found into an old tea can like an ikebana arrangement and I glued some origami hearts made from receipts together.
Later I went to Winstead’s with my granddad where I felt it was kind of scary the violence that goes on towards autistic people in this country when I realized that like a tool, I have a specific purpose, and until I find that purpose, I might just be staying on a shelf. I went to Barnes and Noble with him where I got a July/August 2013 issue of Poets and Writers and the September 2013 issue of Bicycling magazine. Then we went to the Pathless Land where I meditated with the others just sitting, breathing, and being. Then I realized that the mother who threatened to throw herself out the window like so many other parents would be right behind me in my cause to give autistics full access to society. I realized and told the group that while I could feel scared about the way people with autism are often treated in this country, I felt comforted by the love of Emily and realized I would rather have a long-distance relationship now than a short-distance one later. Ben said that trying to change our past would be like the movie Back to the Future, where it creates a ripple effect that changes our entire lives. I did the closing for the Pathless Land then my granddad and I went to Roasterie Coffee. I got back and I rearranged my room and realized that might be right in thinking I’d like to do Chinese painting because it’s often of the stuff I take pictures of.

An Unexpected Journey of My Own


On the first day of the next week, I drove to art class getting ten more minutes of driving time and after art class I drove to Einstein’s for lunch and the shoe store where I got some new shoes. We walked over to Barnes and Noble afterwards and I got Woodcarving magazine’s Whittling and Time magazine’s The Rise of Robots: How Smart Machines are Changing Our Lives and learned that robots can help us explore the deep sea and while robots may take some jobs, they will create new ones and save us money with robo cops both meaning we’ll have more money in our budget and the government can no longer use that as an excuse to discriminate against autistics. When I got home, I made some beads from straws, and I practiced my flute for half an hour and then took some pictures of some of my mom’s flowers. Then I talked to my granddad, and he seemed to think that making autism legislation would help autistic people and I talked to Tyler again and he said he was doing well and he talked to Hillary and found out she was doing well.
                The next day I drove my mom to the glass recycling bin adding ten more minutes to my driving time, the library where I got a Lonely Planet book on Rajasthan, Delhi, and Agra, adding ten more minutes to my driving times, then to the post office where I got a free periodical on stamp collecting, adding another ten minutes, then home, adding another five minutes. I worked on gluing my origami hearts made from receipts together, rode my bike for an hour, and wrote some poems while I sipped some macchiato at the Starbuck’s. As I got home, I realized that sacking involves space and can be a way to appreciate the hierarchy of heaven, earth, and man. I took some more pictures of my mom’s flowers then started working on turning beads into straws and I realized that while some may think that providing autistic people the right services would cost us money, it would also save us money that the problems autistic people not having the right services costs.
                I kept working on my beads made from straws and then I got a text. It said, “Hi Ben.  It’s Emily.” I texted her back saying, “Hi how are you?” She said, “Good and you?” I said, “Good.  What are you doing?” She said, “Just working.  What are you doing?” I said, “Working, arts and crafts, flute-playing, photography.” Then she sent a text saying, “I like you Ben.”
                I said, “Do you mean friendwise or otherwise?” She said, “Like I want you to be my bf or something you want at school but I wasn’t sure if you wanted the same thing.” Suddenly I just couldn’t think straight. Then I got a text from Hillary saying, “Emily Webb wants to date you.” Afterwards she sent me a text saying, “I think you should.  David Stillman [THRIVE student] thinks youd make a great couple.”
                I still wasn’t sure, and I texted Emily saying I thought she was beautiful, and I liked her friendship, but I didn’t want to rush into it and that maybe we should talk and grow closer first. Then I talked to my dad and told him I liked Emily, but I wanted to keep my options open. He said, "Well Ben you’re getting ahead of yourself. You should hit that bridge when you come to it, and it might not work out how you expected.”
                I said, “So if I want to date Emily, I should?”
                “Yes,” he said.
                Emily sent me a text later saying, “I’m going to bed.” Then I sent her a text saying, “Emily, screw taking it slowly. I think we should live for the moment and date. I want to date you and if you still want to date me tomorrow when I get off work, text me and let me know.” The next day on the way to work I realized like certain ikebana arrangements, the flowers may be far apart, but like Emily and I, they can come together to make something beautiful. When I got back home, I renewed my Lonely Planet Mongolia book and I saw a text from Emily saying, “I want to date you.” I said, “Me too.
                We called each other and talked. It felt very romantic, and I just felt so excited. I told her, “I love you.” 
She said, “I love you to.”  She also said that she would come down to UCM for Homecoming Weekend and sometimes comes down to Kansas City to see family members. 
                I told my granddad about Emily when he got to my house, and he was very excited for me and said he knew all along I’d find a relationship when I least expected it. He gave me the June 2013 issue of Smithsonian and we went to Winstead’s. Granddad said he was sure Emily was truly into me since a beautiful girl like her could probably get her pick of guys. We went to Barnes and Noble afterwards and I got Time magazine’s The 100 Most Influential People Who Never Lived with characters like Homer Simpson on the front cover, and a 2013 issue of Sacred Hoop magazine which had an article about a pilgrimage to Kathmandu and Celtic and Tibetan spirituality. Then we went to the Pathless Land and did the Chakra meditation with the others and at the end I did the dedication of merit. I thought someone who loves me like Emily really was encouraging. I felt that on the issue of autism, people might say we’ve come a long way, but I feel we’ve only gone through the gates of Mt. Kilimanjaro National Park. We have yet to climb the mountain. My granddad and I went to Roasterie Coffee afterwards and I took a picture of my cookie and my espresso.
                The next day I drove to art class getting ten more minutes of driving and I worked on my painting. I drove back getting ten more minutes of driving and then I called Emily. I told her, “I love you.
                She said, “I love you to.”
                I rode my bike for about an hour then got back and glued some of my origami hearts together. Then after writing in my dream journal, I worked on a tree commemorating Emily’s and my relationship by covering cardboard tubes with brown construction paper where I’d insert branches to hang my origami hearts. I refilled my medication and when I got it at Bruce Smith, I got a new bottle cap from my drink which I got for free due to a stocking and pricing error and being the first one to get it. Then I got back and called Emily and told her, “I love you.”
                She said, “I love you to.”
                Before I went to sleep that night, I got a call from my mom asking me to come with her to Village Presbyterian Church where she used to teach preschool for several years before she retired this summer to show and tell the kids about some of my Lego sets. The next day when I woke up, I got a call from Emily and I said, “I love you.”
                She said, “I love you to.”
                That morning, I realized Emily and I being in a long-distance relationship would be good for when my mom’s dad comes over because she wouldn’t have to worry about him hitting on her. Then I went to Village Church to tell the kids about Legos and brought a few of my sets. They all really enjoyed it.  I drove home getting another ten minutes of driving.
                I went home and made a bracelet made from Hershey’s nugget wrappers and I realized that Emily had tilted her head in the photos I have of her which I’ve heard is a clear sign that a girl likes a guy. My mom and Dave left for Colorado that day and I ended up feeding the dogs. I went on a bike ride and took several pictures of houses in my neighborhood, a tree that looked like a Japanese floral arrangement which made me realize nature can be a really good source of creativity, and of a dead squirrel which teaches the fact of death and impermanence and I found several golf balls realizing I could use them to make oriental stress balls and those things where several balls hang next to each other on string and the one at the end hits the one next to it causing one at the other end to move which demonstrates how like Emily and I, even though the balls have several things in between them, their energy, like Emily’s and my love, goes through them and impacts the ball at the end. I talked to Emily that night and I told her, “I love you.
                She said, “I love you to.” I also learned she was born on October 17, 1991, and she has no biological siblings. I realized that she’s taught me so much in only four days and she’s also shown other signs of interest around me in the past like the way she was all giggly, and I like learning things about her. 
                The next day I went to work, and I got the schedule and found out I work on Wednesday from 7-3:30, and Saturday from 1:30-10.  I also got my paycheck and The Historical Collector’s Edition Civil Rights: The 50th Anniversary and The Media Source’s Drones: Are They Watching You. I learned that drones can save us money by replacing real cops and that made it seem like we should have the money to provide services for autistic people. I also realized that sending Emily a list I found on-line a while ago on activities for long-distance couples would be a great way to consult her on our relationship.
The next day I went to Bruce Smith and picked up a prescription and bought a new wooden yo-yo which worked better than any I’d bought in the last year. I got a picture of some flowers hanging on our door and helped Jamie and Dave move some stuff into the new studio in our basement and practiced the Sleeper yo-yo while I waited for them to be ready to move things. I rode my bike for about an hour and I took several pictures of houses in my neighborhood along my way. I got home and practiced my flute. I also talked to Tyler who said he talked to Mary, and she said she thinks Emily and I would make a great couple. 

The next Monday I drove with my mom to the library where I returned my Lonely Planet China book, getting ten more minutes of driving time, and to Whole Foods and back getting forty more minutes of driving. During the day, Emily and I texted each other back and forth.  I showed her the rose I made her, and she liked it. I also told her I was making her something, though I didn’t tell her what it was, and she said, “Youre such a sweet heart Ben.” I also called her during which I told her, “I love you,” and she said, “I love you to.”
We started texting afterwards. She asked what I was doing, and I said I was sitting on the couch with a blanket and a Bud Lite. Then she told me she wished she was there, and I told her I did to. She asked me what we would do, and I said we could sit on the couch and watch TV or a movie, while I cook a meal, and we could cuddle on the couch, and I could kiss her until the night dies. She said, “Aww,” then asked, “Would I get a hug?” Then I said, “Of course.  Like I said I could hug you for hours doing nothing else.”
The next day I rode my bike for about an hour and took some pictures including some of some flowers which reminded me of Emily. I bought some lemonade at a lemonade sale where I saw my old friend from high school Curtis Wells, and we said hi and chatted a little. Then I went down to the bank and deposited my paycheck and then went to Bruce Smith and bought a 2013 edition of Magbook which was about close-up photos on a digital camera and the August/September 2013 issue of Afar. When I got back Emily asked me if I’d like to cuddle her, and I said I’d love to. She also said she’d love to lie on me while I hug her from behind.
She asked me if I wanted to be with her for a long time and I said I’d love to be with her as long as possible, maybe even forever and that I’d love to hug her from behind and kiss her lips and neck. She said, “Youre so sweet Ben.” I told her when we’re texting, I sometimes find it hard to find something to say and that I do that because when I talk to her my mind just races and I can’t think straight and I realized if we really learn to communicate, our relationship can always be exciting. Then we called during which I told her, “I love you,” and she said, “I love you to.” After that we decided to just text each other. I said I was sitting on the couch like I would if we were cuddling like we talked about. She said, “Aww.” Then I said I would give a lot to cuddle her, and she said, “Aww.” I also said, “I love you,” and she said, “I love you too."
The next day I went to work, and I realized I could dye some cotton balls yellow with food coloring to help me make my straw flowers and I bought some food coloring and cotton balls after work. I took several pictures on the way home and I worked on my present for Emily. We texted before I went to Winstead’s with my granddad where I got a picture of some birds on top of a dumpster then to Barnes and Noble. While I was there, I saw a man begging and thought about how so many people became homeless when Ronald Reagan cut funding for mental hospitals, proving that budget cuts are not good for our economy. Then we went to the Pathless Land, and I took a picture of some flowers by the basement door. 
I showed several people at the Pathless Land a picture of Emily and they thought she was really cute. I meditated with them sitting, breathing, and being, then scanning my Chakras and suddenly I could just see Emily in my mind’s eye very vividly. I thought the Chakra meditation could help me have lucid dreams where I saw Emily. Then I heard a woman there who talked about her complicated relationship with her deceased mother say she realized her mother loved her when she found all the letters she wrote to her mother saved and I realized that’s what I try to do with Emily’s and my texts. I also did the dedication of merit for the Pathless Land.
After class was over I realized how much Emily seemed to care about me like when I lost my yo-yo during my first year at UCM, that she may have hung around and went on vacation with Jack because she wanted to find out things about me from Jack, and when she once asked for my help on a Transition Planning II assignment she may have really been trying to hang around me. My granddad and I decided to skip going to Roasterie Coffee so I could talk to Emily, and she asked me where I would kiss her. I said I’d love to kiss her lips and mix it up and kiss her face and around her neck and shoulders. She asked me if she could touch me, and I said yes. I realized she would never just date me because she’s bored because she’s a very good friend. I also called Tyler, and we agreed to swim with Jack tomorrow at my house from 1:30 to 6. 
The next day I drove Jack and I to art class getting twenty more minutes of driving and worked on a painting. I took some pictures of some flowers and plants in the studio then drove Jack and I back to my house getting twenty more minutes of driving and we met up with Tyler. We made lunch and then we swam. Afterwards we watched TV and talked to Emily on the phone. She had to call back later because she needed to do something but before we hung up, she said, “I love you,” and I said, “I love you to.”
She called back and when we were done, I said to her, “I love you,” and she said, “I love you to.” After Jack and Tyler left Emily and I texted back and forth. I told her, “Youre my Southern delight,” and she said, “Aww.” I realized if we were to communicate better then all I have to do is just say whatever it is I’m thinking. Then Emily asked if I thought she was pretty and I said, “Of course.  I think youre gorgeous.” She said, “Thank you,” and I said I love her blonde hair and could run my fingers through it while I cuddle her. 
I called her and found out her mom would be driving her to UCM on the way to Kansas City, and she asked me if I wanted her to come on Friday or Saturday and I said Friday so we could spend as much time together as possible. Before we hung up, I said, “I love you,” and she said, “I love you to.” She texted me later asking me if I would sit next to her at the game and hold her hand and I said, “Of course.” Then she asked me if she would get a kiss and I said, “Of course.  I love you.” I thought Emily seems to say, “Aww,” a lot, just as I say, “Of course.” Suddenly at will I could just see Emily very vividly standing next to me like in a lucid dream.
The next morning before I went to bed, I realized that a long-distance relationship has some advantages like not having to worry what you look like, and I took a test on-line called “Is Your Long-distance Relationship Rocking or in the Rocks” and I found out it was rocking. I bookmarked the results and then I went to sleep. I took several pictures in my backyard including one of the gravestone of my old dog Beau as reflection of our own mortality and I went on a bike ride taking several more pictures. Later I sorted my beads made from straws by color and size to help me make some more Buddhist malas. I called work and found out I work on Sunday from 7-3:30, Wednesday from 7-3:30, Thursday from 10-6:30, and Saturday from 1:30-10. I also packed to go to my dad’s. I went to his house, and we ate dinner at Maui’s. I also took a quiz on Emily’s and my long-distance relationship and found out our’s is in a good place and I read an article on the keys to a successful long-distance relationship and found out Emily and I have all those things.
             I went to work the next day, and I realized that Emily and I being a long-distance couple spares us the need to balance me time with we time. She started looking more beautiful in my eyes and I realized that if we had more services for autism, less couples with an autistic spouse would end up getting divorced and we wouldn’t have to spend the money we do on legal procedures. After work I got another issue of Bicycle magazine. The next day before I went to bed, I realized that Ronald Reagan’s budget cuts were probably just to help pay for the Cold War so he could use the Soviets as a scapegoat. I went to work later that day, and I got home and texted Emily back and forth.
Before I went to bed the next morning, I thought the Cold War really only allowed the Soviets to stay in power by making themselves look like to their citizens that they were protecting them from a big enemy like the United States. After work that day Emily and I did some more texting back and forth. I told her, “Youre really beautiful Emily.” She said, “Thank you.” Then I said, “Of course.  Youre sweet and I love you.” She said, “Aww.”
I guess sometimes worrying about a relationship lasting can just take the enjoyment away from it. I took some more pictures and then Jamie, Cam, my dad, and I went to Sweet Tomatoes with my grandparents. When I got back, I realized that Reagan may have just been against the Soviet turning the Third World communist so capitalist countries would no longer be able to use them for cheap labor. I also thought about how people always said Emily is very talkative, but I remembered how when she was around me and when we talk on the phone, she seems much different. It was almost as tough she was shyer around me.

The next week I drove to my doctor’s appointment, getting twenty more minutes of driving, and got my blood drawn. When I got back, Emily and I texted each other back and forth a little more. I also found out I got a C in Essential Managing Information and Geology though I got all fours on my internship evaluation and some great comments. I drove to the bank and to Dr. May’s office to do some paperwork, getting another twenty minutes of driving, and saw an old high school friend who I agreed to get in touch with on Facebook. I drove to Village Pediatrics afterwards and turned in a form. I learned their how forms can often take so much time to process sowing me part of why American bureaucracy makes it so hard for many people with autism to get the services they need. Then I drove us to Corinth Square where we went to a bird store, Hen House, and the Hardware Store. I drove back getting ten more minutes of driving. 
When I got back Emily and I texted each other back and forth. I told her, “I love you Emily,” though she didn’t get it because she had to go to dinner. Then I got a call from Hen House asking if I could trade my 10-6:30 shift on Thursday for her shift tomorrow from 1:30-10 and I agreed. Emily texted me after dinner around nine and I told her I would text back in five minutes before Dave asked Jamie, Cam, and I to move some iron-wrought tables and chairs back into our neighbor’s backyard. I finished this task in five minutes time by moving the table on my own while Jamie and cam took two chairs. When I got back though, Emily texted me saying she was going to bed.
The next day Emily and I texted each other back and forth after I got up. I told her again, “Youre really beautiful Emily.” She said, “Aww Thank you.” I said, “No problem.  I love you.” She said, “Love you to.”
I told her, “I can’t wait to see you again.” She said, “Me too.” I said, “I’d love to cuddle you then.” She said, “We will.” She asked if I wanted to talk on the phone and I told her to give me twenty minutes so I could get dressed and take a shower. After that I called her though she said she had to get back to work because her lunch break just ended. I told her I would call her during my lunch break.  I washed my work clothes before going to work.
During my first break I called UCM Housing and told them I couldn’t find out about my housing situation. They told me I had to go to my MyCentral account and disable the pop-ups. I thought some more about wildlife-watching, knowing there’s a wildlife group and UCM, thinking that could really help autistic people since animals don’t judge you by whether you’re autistic, neurotypical, ADD, or whatever. Soon my lunch break came, and I called Emily, but she wasn’t there, so I just enjoyed the rest of my lunch break to myself. After work I got a Fall 2013 issue of Do It Yourself magazine.
I went to work the next day, and I filled out a request form for my doctor’s appointment next Monday. After work I took pictures of some trees, inspired by the baobob trees in my Lonely Planet Madagascar book and I worked on my flowers made from straws. I texted Emily back and forth and I went to my dad’s. Emily told me to say hi to Jamie and my dad for her and I did. Then we went to Five Guy’s where I brought the rose I made for Emily in my pocket and when I got back Emily and I kept texting each other back and forth. I told her, “I love you Emily.” She said, “I love you to.” I told her, “I cant believe its been two weeks since we started dating.” She said, “Aww.” I told her, “Im glad we met each other.” She said, “Me too.” Then I said, “I love texting you.  Its like Im earing your voice in the same room.” She said, “Aww.” I said, “Your such a beautiful girl Emily.” She said, “Thank you Youre such a handsome guy.” I said, “Thank you,” and she said, “Your welcome.”
As I was getting ready to go back to my mom’s however, I noticed the rose wasn’t in my pocket.  I asked my dad for the keys to his car and noticed they weren’t in there. I realized it must have fallen out at the restaurant and felt crushed. But then I thought it was alright because Emily always cared about me when I was upset like this and someone else might find it, thinking about how the Buddha once said, a candle can light a thousand candles without its flame being extinguished. Happiness and love do not become smaller by sharing them with others. I got home and made another rose for Emily. We said goodnight to each other before she went to bed, and I realized more how in each one of her texts she sounds just like herself.
The next morning, I dreamt that the friend I saw at Dr. May’s office and his girlfriend were on a double date with Emily and me. After waking up, doing my meditation, showering, dressing, and eating, I drove to art class getting ten more minutes of driving. This time I got most of my canvas blocked in and I took some pictures of some knick-knacks at the studio. After I got home, I rode my bike for about fifteen minutes and took pictures of some things I saw on the ride. I came back because it looked like it was about to start raining and I texted Emily, thinking it would be romantic to text her in the rain, though she accidentally sent me a wrong text. Later that night I realized some more of how I could arrange my ikebana flowers so they look great.
The next day I rode my bike for about an hour and took several more pictures. I realized that hanging origami hearts from a stick is kind of like ikebana since the hearts are kind of like buds. I went to the bank and deposited my last paycheck. On the way back I took even more pictures. I called work and found out I work on Sunday from 7-3:30, Tuesday from 3-10, and Thursday from 10-6:30. I also called Erin, and we agreed to get together on Friday. 
I went to work the next day and found out Phil added me to the schedule for Saturday from 11-7:30. I texted Emily during my break though she didn’t text back. I did however remember this article on girls with autism and how even if they like a guy, they might not necessarily respond to their attempts to stay in touch and thought that could be true for her to. I thought if we provided the right services for people with autism, they might be less likely to use drugs and abuse alcohol, and we wouldn’t need to spend so much money locking them up for that. I saw Jack and his dad come in later, and it was a nice surprise, and I realized this must be what surprising a long-distance partner feels like. After work I realized I could use those stencils from my Scythian metal-working kit to make foil statues and I took a quiz on Emily’s and my long-distance relationship and got an 18.0 out of 20.0.
The next day I went to work and realized that if people think integrated education would mean their abled child wouldn’t get enough attention, ten it would seem odd that they could be in favor of budget cuts in education which are causing class sizes to be much larger. To me, I realized, it doesn’t matter whether Emily isn’t someone with autism or not because my world is beyond labels. After work I took some more pictures of things like flowers and trees and I thought Emily’s pone might be too full to receive any more texts and while she and I might like doing different things but I guess the reason we both do our things is because we both want to relax like how I read in Relax, You’re Already Home: Taoist Habits for a Richer Life says to find activities in your life that help you relax. I also heard Mary broke up with Tyler which I guess was because she’s so focused on going back to school.

Friday, July 26, 2013

Some Pesky Room Remodeling


I went to work the next day and got a new Sweet Leaf Tea bottle cap on my two breaks and my lunch break.  After work I got a Vikings: Their Myths and Legends Events bookazine. The next day I went to work and learned a little more about doing ikebana on-line. Apparently, there are three primary vertical lines I guess each representing the hierarchies of the ancient cosmos: heaven, earth, and man. I also realized that the UCM Autism Spectrum Support Group could be a great place for autistic students to tell people about projects and goals of theirs remembering one time in high school when a student told the school at an assembly about his tsunami relief project. I also got a June/July 2013 issue of Saveur magazine after work. The next day while at work I came up with an idea for giving out certain prizes for getting people to sign the Friend of Autism Pledge, one for one person, another for five people, and another for ten people. 
              After work I went to the Pathless Land with my granddad and after I got home, I moved my books from Jamie’s bed into the bedroom in Kate’s old room. The next day I went to art class with Jack and drove back from his house afterwards, realizing I might get use to driving by doing it even when I don’t feel comfortable doing it. After I got home, I went to the bank and deposited my last paycheck, and then I went to Bruce Smith and bought a June/July 2013 issue of Afar magazine, a June/July 2013 issue of National Geographic Traveler, and a July/August 2013 issue of Archaeology magazine. I got home and I emptied my laundry basket and my duffle bag, and I took my pallet paper out of my mom’s car. Then my mom and I went to the airport and picked up Jamie.
              The next day I went to work and on Saturday I was able to see how an episode of Austin and Ally where Austin’s attempt to gain his shy friend Ally recognition by putting her song on the radio backfired and I took it to mean I’m becoming more of a screenwriter. Later I pulled the weeds for my mom for half an hour, and she agreed to pay me $7.50, half an hourly pay for weed-pulling and I worked on my flowers made from straws. I went to work the next day and afterwards I met up with Jamie, Cam, my dad, grandmom, and granddad at BRGR. 

The next Tuesday I got my new THRIVE certificate in the mail and I went to work. During my breaks I took my receipts and turned them into origami hearts in order to recycle them. Afterwards I got Time magazine’s Gettysburg: A Day-to-Day Account of the Greatest Battle of the Civil War. When I got home, I saw some bunnies in our back yard, and I got some pictures of them.  The next day I went to work and made some more origami receipts during my breaks. On my way back I stopped by the library, and I looked at a book on Cape Town and the Garden Route in South Africa where I learned about a museum of South African Jewish history with a section on the Holocaust and several sites associated with slavery. I also checked out the book on Mongolia. When I got home, I read in the book we were reading at the Pathless Land After the Ecstasy, the Laundry by Buddhist author Jack Kornfield about how Buddhist teacher Ajahn Chan said if he acted perfect people would make the mistake of looking for enlightenment outside of themselves and it reminded me of Chogyam Trungpa’s drinking and sexual affairs. I also read a quote by Zen Buddhist teacher Shunryu Suzuki about how there are no enlightened people, just enlightened activity.
I went to Barnes and Noble with my granddad and got a June 2013 issue of The New African, a July 2013 issue of Shambhala Sun, and a Summer 2013 issue of Buddhadharma. I realized that my collection of Buddhadharma and Shambhala Sun magazines could help me feel close to the teachings of Shambhala Buddhism and I went to the Pathless Land with my granddad. I did the dedication of merit for them at the end and on the way to Roasterie, I read about a book in Shambhala Sun called No Ordinary Apple: A Story of Mindful Eating which I realized could help me eat slower. We went to Roasterie Coffee. The next day I drove to my art class with Jack adding twenty more minutes to my time and drove back adding another twenty minutes. I drove to an art show where Donna’s work was displayed adding forty more minutes and back adding another forty minutes.
The next day I worked on my travel plans to Mongolia and I packed for my dad’s. I drove my mom to PetCo, a woman’s house, and then Hen House adding twenty more minutes to my driving time. After work I went to my dad’s, and I made some origami hearts from receipts. When I got back, I learned on my Lonely Planet book on Mongolia book about a retreat where people can learn about photography and wildlife poetry. The next day I went to Peanut with my dad and Jamie for brunch, worked on my travel pans to Mongolia, then went to Blue Koi with Jamie, Cam, my dad, my grandmom, and my granddad for dinner where I got some cartoon pictures of them and regular pictures of the inside of the restaurant. 
The next day I went to work again, and I made some more origami hearts from receipts during my first break. Later while I was working a thought occurred to me. People like Tyler and others on disability benefits should be allowed to make as much money as they can because no one should have to pay more to enjoy equal access to society. It would be like rich people having to pay to send their children to public schools and it decrease the amount of tax revenue we have making it harder to provide services to people especially people with disabilities. Later I traded shifts with Keuni from work and agreed to work from 8-4:30 on Tuesday. I worked on my hiking stick after work, and I realized that people with autism may be mistaken for gay or asexual because their interests are not always things people associate with their gender. I also carved a knife and worked on my ikebana flowers made from straws.

On Monday I went to work and afterwards I made some more origami hearts, worked on my flowers made from straws, and carved some more knives from wood. I put my ikebana flowers in a Pringles can vase covered with Tibetan tiger stripe designs, and I took the last of my bookshelves up to my room then I put my books on it. I rode my bike for about an hour and I decided to make the petals of my straw flowers look better by making them shorter. I also thought my phone’s battery was dead when it wouldn’t charge, and my mom and I agreed to go to the Verizon store after work. I was able to see more of how an episode of A.N.T. Farm developed which I took to mean I’m becoming more of a screenwriter. I also put the magazines on the bookshelf I first brought in on the bed in Cate’s old room until the new bookshelf beneath it. 
The next day I went to work, and I decided for every one person someone gets to sign The Friend of Autism Pledge we would give away a bottle cap pendant, earrings, bracelet, or magnet; for five people we would give away a toilet paper roll cord holder; for ten people we would give away a Pringles can pencil cup or piggy bank all of them with neurodiversity themes. After work my mom and I drove to Einstein’s, then the Verizon store where for four dollars they were able to tell me that my charger had dust in it and that’s why it wouldn’t charge. I let my mom pay me $3.50 for my weed pulling because she paid for the phone service. I drove us home after we went to Target getting twenty more minutes for the ride there and back. Then I went to Winstead’s with my granddad and got a copy the current issues of Mindful and Ancient American. Then we went to the Pathless Land and did the chakra meditation with the others. I told them about my miksang photography and at the end of our session I did the dedication of merit. I also wrote down the name miksang photography for Steve on his phone. After I got home read in my Lonely Planet Mongolia book about a museum for the victims of Stalin’s purge and I saw an article in Mindful about Gettysburg. I remembered a story I read in Wisdom’s Blossoms: Tales of the Saints of India about this Hindu servant who wanted to visit an important pilgrimage site and achieved it through his hard work and that inspired me to really perform well at my job and maybe one day travel to the places I want to go to.
The next day I put my magazines, CDs, journals, coin collection, sword, shells, fossils, and bottle rocket on my book shelf and I rode my bike for about thirty-five minutes but came back when I saw it was starting to rain. Then I made some better flowers for my ikebana arrangement, and I read on-line that ikebana can be made not only from flowers but also dry wood, tree roots and branches, stones, pebbles, straws, seed berries, and even modern plastic and my collection of mani stones is kind of like ikebana. The next day I went to work and while I was there the thought occurred to me that the lack of economic freedom for people with disability benefits probably creates the need for so much paper work, costing our government a lot of money that it could use to provide services for people with disabilities like autism. I drove home adding ten more minutes to my driving time and my night driving time. I went to work the next day, and, on my way, I realized I could get started on my toilet paper roll cable holders for the UCM Autism Spectrum Support Group by taking apart the legs made from toilet paper rolls, which were crooked and sort of unsightly, I used for the table I made and replace them with legs I made from paper towel rolls I made which were much straighter. I also went to work the next day.

Getting a Driver's Permit

               On the first day of June I went to work and got the schedule which said I work the next day from 7-1:30, Monday from 8:30-1, Wednesday from 10-5:30, Thursday from 3-7:30, and Saturday from 3-7:30. I also found out the schedule had been changed so I worked from 3-7:30. I went home and slept for another hour and after I woke up, I carved a banana from a stick. I went to work later that day, and I realized that the UCM and JCCC Autism Spectrum Support Groups should help autistic people find better employment thus raising tax revenue until eventually the government will have no excuse for not providing autistic people services made hard to find by government bureaucracy.          
               The next day when I went into work Phil told me the schedule changed again so I didn’t work until 1:30-10, and I used the time I had to sleep in some more. Before I went to work, I went to the Prairie Village Art Fair where I saw several good photographs which inspired me to keep doing my photography.  I also picked up something for my mom from RSVP. Later on, I went to work.

                On Monday I went to work and on my way back I got a Lonely Planet book on China with a section on Tibet and when I got home, I rode my bike for about an hour. The next day I found some good Tibetan Buddhist pilgrimage sites in Inner Mongolia (not to be confused with the country Mongolia), Yunnan, and Beijing and some good cycling and rafting places in China. I went to my appointment with Dr. Mays, and I got some cookies, eggs, ice cream, and cheez-its at the Prairie Village Hen House near my neighborhood. On my way back I saw several ducks in the creek nearby and got a good picture of them and I realized my Buddhist practice of miksang photography, taking pictures of things when you have a fresh perception, might go well with my pictures I do when I do birdwatching and wildlife-watching. I later took some pictures of flowers in my mom’s garden, and my mom and I agreed to go take my test to renew my driver’s permit on Thursday, which was a little nerve-racking to me. Later I heard my granddad say when I talked to him on the phone that he found another issue of Smithsonian from this year that he wanted to give me and the story of how he found it which he took as a sign that the universe wanted me to have it. 
                I went to work the next day, and I saw that the store was selling a National Geographic special issue called Mysteries of the Maya and a Time magazine special issue called Special Ops. I got a new USDA cap on my first break and saw a coffee drink near the snack section that had a cap like those in Frappuccino’s that I could add to my bottle cap collection. My granddad picked me up and when I talked to him he told me something that made me realize how the trouble autistic people have finding services in a whole bunch of government bureaucracy when he said that for impoverished people to get a free meal from this charity in Lee Summit there was a lot of paper work that asked everything from the name, race, and so on about the person getting it which costs so much money. He also said that next time I went until 5:30 he could just pick me up and take me home from work so I could get changed. 
                I meditated with the others at the Pathless Land on how I came to “the path,” what my view of enlightenment was then, and how it’s changed. I guess after being engorged in Tolkien’s Middle Earth, the remote Eastern feeling that I once associated with Buddhism felt so familiar to me and its peacefulness appealed to me while my friends fought in my middle school years. I heard one woman there who was a regular member for years say that she was brought there after she found out her husband had Alzheimer’s which made me realize how important it is to appreciate your time with the person you love. I also realized that pictures on food and drink, like I get at Roasterie Coffee with Granddad, would be a great subject for my miksang photography as they are like Tibetan Buddhist mandalas-art that’s impermanent. After the Pathless Land, my granddad and I went down to Roasterie Coffee where I got some pictures of my brownie and my smoothie and as we drove back home, me feeling a little nervous about my driver’s permit test, I remembered a line in a song by Ross Lynch from the Disney Channel’s Austin and Ally, which I saw with Tyler quite a lot, “It’s just a journey/and I’m not in any hurry.”
                My granddad took me home and gave me the Smithsonian issue he found which turned out to be the travel issue with some good articles on Africa. I remembered then what my Granddad said about how he thought the universe wanted him to find it. I watched an episode of Corey in the House that night, at the time when it was Tyler’s and my time to watch Wizards of Waverly Place and at the end of it the president of the United States said to Corey, “If you believe in yourself, things will get better.” I also remembered my mom told me a story about a girl with a learning disability who was able to pass the test taking it on a computer.
                The next day my mom and I went to the DVM, packed to bursting and found out it would be about four hours before I could take me test. I went home and rested a little and after about five hours plus I was finally able to take my test.  I took the eye test and got my permit picture taken. Unfortunately, the computer on which I was to take it went down, and it would be a while before they could get back on. I had no other choice but to take the test on paper. 
                I turned the test in a few minutes later and a woman at the counter graded it. She circled five questions and wrote -5 on the paper. I asked, “Does this mean I pass?”
                “Yes,” she said.
                I practically jumped for joy.
                “I passed!” I kept exclaiming for the next hour and a half.
                I went home to change into my work clothes and then my mom and I went to Culver’s Butter Burgers to celebrate. Then I went to work and got the bottle cap from that drink I saw during my break. Unfortunately, I found out those drinks, Real Coco Aloe, weren’t coffee drinks but some kind of drinks made from kelp or something judging by their taste, and I quickly got a soda from the machine in the break room to wash the taste down. That is ok, I thought. Part of the fun of bottle cap collecting I’ve learned is getting to try all sorts of new drinks.
                The next day my mom told me about this exhibit called Trash into Treasure with recycled artwork from a guy named Just Colcord on display at the Toy and Miniature Museum over the next two days. Later I deposited my paychecks though I took a little out for myself and I returned my Lonely Planet books on Mongolia and South Africa, Swaziland, and Lesotho to the library when they were due and I got National Geographic’s Mysteries of the Maya, Time magazine’s Special Ops, and the newest issue of National Geographic which I thought I’d start collecting to. I picked up a prescription at Bruce Smith where I saw the issues of National Geographic Traveler and Afar which made me realize travel would be a good place for miksang photography. I took some pictures of some ducks as I went back home and then I called work and found out I work on Sunday from 10-6:30, Monday, Wednesday, and Thursday from 11-7:30, and Friday from 2-10:30. Then I packed for Dad’s and we ate at Mia Ranchito in Overland Park and I practiced driving with him in a parking lot and did pretty well. We also agreed to go to Trash into Treasure.
                I went to the exhibit with my dad and grandmom and introduced myself to Just Colcord and told him about my recycled crafts projects, which he thought were pretty interesting. I saw wands that he’d whittled, and I saw some of his animated films which he made with figurines he made from repurposed trash. Later we went to Spin Pizza and when I got home, I worked on my travel plans to Inner Mongolia. After that I went to work, and I got a new Sweet Leaf Tea cap from my drinks on one of my breaks. Afterwards I went to Homer’s where I got a new Nantucket cap from my drink. I also decided I might travel to Uyghurstan with its Silk Road towns since the Silk Road helped the spread of Buddhism. I read at Homer’s coffee shop my Lonely Planet book and found several Buddhist sites, places that sell fruits and ethnic musical instruments, and a museum with the Caucasian mummies that outraged the Chinese government since they were obviously not Chinese but could have been European and may have helped Buddhism spread into pre-Christian Europe. While I was there listening to the live music, I realized I could practice “mindful music listening” by being transformed by the songs you hear.
The next morning before I went to sleep, I realized that finding your purpose in life makes life feel a lot easier and therefore the UCM and JCCC Autism Spectrum Support Groups should help make life easier for many people with autism.  I went to work that day, and I realized that “mindful music listening” can help you learn a person’s story and a little bit about the story of the people who listen to them. I got three new Sweet Leaf Tea caps from my drinks during my breaks and when I got home my mom offered to pay me to pull weeds from the patio and I agreed to take it. I got some sticks to carve after that and then I got home and carved some of them into wands. My granddad also agreed to pick me up after work on Wednesday and he’d bring me some Winstead’s to-go and then we’d go to the Pathless Land. 
             The next day I went to work and got a new Sweet Leaf Tea cap during my break, and I realized that me leading the UCM Autism Spectrum Support Group demonstrates to people what a person with autism can do. I got back home, and my mom offered to pay me for pulling weeds out of the backyard.  I also realized that mindful music listening can help you connect with people like a lover, when listening to their type of music.

Sunday, June 30, 2013

New Life at Home


After graduation day I spent the first part of the morning going down to La Provence with my mom, Dave, my grandmom, and Cam, doing a little unpacking, and refilling my medication prescriptions. Then I rode my bike, went down to Starbuck’s, and filled out a UCM Housing application. I wrote a haiku about missing Cassie but also feeling happy for her and I called work and found out I work on Saturday from 9-5:30. At dinner I got a UCM hoodie from Mom and Dave as a graduation present. I also talked to my granddad and he and I both agreed that even though I would miss Cassie, some new Cassie-like figure may soon be awaiting me who would drive out that void maybe at the UCM Autism Spectrum Support Group.
The next day my grandmom and I removed several of my books, ethnic musical instrument collection and other belongings off my old bookshelf and into Jamie’s room temporarily so I could move them onto the new bookshelves that were once cupboards bought from a local Baptist church.  She saw a book on my shelf by Greg Mortenson, author of Three Cups of Tea, and told me about how on the news she heard how they discovered he was really a fake and pocketing the money people gave him to build schools in Afghanistan and Pakistan. I was not so shocked to hear that Greg Mortenson was a fraud, in fact, that being made public felt highly welcome to me. I knew that were several big-name autism “charities” that were more in the business for themselves and if Greg Mortenson was revealed like that, it wouldn’t be long before they were to. I also spent more of the morning unpacking my stuff.
Later I fed the cats later, helped clean out our pool, and went to Cam’s high school graduation. I could not help but imagine running into a girl everywhere I went at UCM from the group and the net morning I remembered how I once read that girls with autism often take longer to outgrow things like dolls and imaginary friends but thought that might not be the case if they made real ones. The fact is that people with autism are often not prepared for the real world the way schools are supposed to prepare them because while they may get along well with others, they often don’t have certain social skills, which could decrease their self-confidence, thus their ability to form friendships, find employment, be proud of who they are, and come together to fight autism discrimination, thus exacerbating prejudice and discrimination against them. The next day I rode my bike and realized the UCM and JCCC groups might make autistic people feel better about their disability. And with that they might be more likely to challenge discrimination against them.
That evening I pulled some weeds before going doing to Barnes and Noble with my granddad before we went to the Pathless Land and I got a Lonely Planet book on East Africa, another journal for my meditation journal, a Summer 2013 issue of Parabola magazine, a Summer 2013 issue of Tricycle magazine, a May 2013 issue of Afar magazine, and an April 2013 issue of Africawatch magazine. I had pretty much used up my new debit card, but it was worth it. My granddad and I went down to the Pathless Land together and did some Dzongchen meditation with the other people there, where we did three things: sit, breathe, and be. After that my granddad and I went down to Roasterie Coffee in Brookside where I got a coffee that was very artistically done and reminded me of a Tibetan Buddhist mandala which is art that is impermanent. When I got home, Dave helped me get my internet working, and Cam gave me a box which had several graduation presents from my dad: a recycled paper beads kit, a book called Rubbish!  Reuse Your Refuse, and a book called Ideas for Creative Reuse. I later found out about a shop in Uganda selling ethnic musical instruments in my Lonely Planet book and a travel article about Zimbabwe showing a different angle about the country then the one we often hear of in the West. 
The next day I went to my art class with Jack, and I found out about a place in Uganda with several cave paintings. I also fed the cats and rode my bike for half an hour. The next day I learned I got find magnet pieces down at the hardware store for making bottle caps into magnet. I deposited my check from my grandmom and took a little bit out for myself and I got an issue of Native magazine at Corinth Hen House and some magnet pieces at the hardware store in Prairie Village shopping center. I realized that the reason I’m so relaxed at UCM is probably because I exercise every night. Then I pulled some more weeds, and I rode my bike for half an hour. I got to thinking that good health, food, moods, friends, family, encounters with nature, hobbies, vacations, travel, spirituality, self-assurance, and gratitude are probably the best things in life and I decided to try and ride my bike for an hour when I could, the same amount of time I exercised most nights at UCM. 
I went to work the next day and I realized that the UCM Autism Spectrum Support Group could help autistic people find careers by making them more comfortable to join groups, less stressed so they can get more out of their classes, and more comfortable talking about their interests with other people, and that way people will be more familiar with autistic people and less prejudiced and thus less likely to force a “cure” on them which have caused them to get injured or even killed. I got a new USDA cap from my drinks on my first break and the schedule which said I work on Sunday from 7-1:30, Monday from 8:30-1, Thursday from 10-2, and Saturday from 9-5:30. After work I made a belt loop from the letters on the beef jerky wrapper from my first break saying M-A-T-A-D-O-R. I went to work the next day, and I got two new USDA caps on my first two breaks. I also worked on a poster to put up in the Union when they had them with a sheet called Facts and Myths About Autism and I realized that my Matador belt loop reminds me that I am a warrior who is brave which the late Buddhist teacher Chogyam Trungpa Rinpoche taught about.

I went to work the next day and got a new USDA cap. I also came up with two parts of the poster board called The Autism Warrior Pledge and What You Can Do to Help. I later changed the title of the first one to The Friend of Autism Pledge and I got back and found out the movie Kon-Tiki was showing at 7:05 and I called Tyler and left a message for him about it.  I also wrote the Friend of Autism Pledge. Then the next day my mom and I went to the thrift store, and I got some new shorts and some cool new button shirts there. I went down to the Hen House on Prairie Village shopping center and I got National Geographic’s: The World’s Most Beautiful Places: The World’s Unforgettable Destinations. I called my friend Erin, and I made some fries for dinner. I worked on the beads my dad gave me, and I learned he was saving several bottle caps for me.
The next day I went to work and switched my schedule for tomorrow with another courtesy clerk so Jack and I could go to art class the next day. I also got a new USDA cap on my lunch break, and I realized I can be a role model for people with autism helping them to accept themselves more and making others more likely to help them. Afterwards I went to a Half Price Books with Granddad and learned about some archaeological sites in Zimbabwe then we went to the Pathless Land. Ben Worth, the director, wasn’t there that day so at the end of the session I did for us the dedication of merit he does at the end. My granddad and I went down to Roasterie Coffee after that and I got another latte that was artistically done.
The next day I went to art class with Jack and when I got home I worked on Facts and Myths About Autism. Then at 3 I went to work and got another USDA bottle cap during my break. The next day my mom, Jack, and I went to Winstead’s before seeing an archaeological exhibit in Kansas City Later I went to my Dad’s and showed him Facts and Myths About Autism, What You Can Do to Help, and the Friend of Autism Pledge.  He liked them all and gave me a few suggestions to improve them which I took. What You Can Do to Help and the Friend of Autism Pledge ended up looking something like this: 

What You Can Do to Help

-Show empathy and support for someone with autism when you see them experiencing difficulty on account of their disability, keeping in mind not to take away the person’s dignity.

-Remember a person with autism who is suspected of something wrong may be so on account of or misunderstanding due to their disability and may have trouble presenting their side or the story on account of their autism.  When making judgments and decisions on such a case, remember to do so only on a bases that is factual and relevant to the conflict.

-Always speak of autistic people in a way that acknowledges them as people first, avoiding terms such as “disorder” or “suffers from autism” and instead using words such as “condition.”  Avoid generalizations and mentioning the fact that a person has autism if it is not relevant to the discussion taking place. 

-Do thorough research on organizations claiming to represent autistic people getting to know facts such as where their money goes, what percentage of their organization is autistic, how they portray autism and people with it, and how their actions are viewed and affect people with autism.  More autism organizations are in it for themselves than you might think.

-Get to know people with autism if you have the chance.  Under the surface, they can make excellent friends and having good friends can really make a positive impact on their social interaction with people as a whole.

-When reading material about people with autism by so-called professionals, pay attention to the tone of the material and how favorably it is towards people with autism.

-Make notes of anytime you see a person with autism manipulated or treated unfairly due to their disability.  They may come in handy later.

-Learn all the sides of autism rather than just what is shown on television.  Autistic people have many great strengths in addition to whatever challenges they may face because of their disability.

-Get opinions from people with autism on their issues and things related to them.  Showing genuine interest may help more people with autism to advocate for themselves.

Friend of Autism Pledge

I pledge:

-to never victimize, abuse, discriminate, or defame a person on account of having autism.
-to see the entire person when looking at a person with autism, rather than merely their disability.
-to be cautious of the picture today’s media paints of autistic individuals, knowing that they are often exaggerated or only half-true.
-to do thorough research on autism organizations before investing, donating, or working for them, such as learning where their money goes, how much autistic people are represented among them, and how they represent people with autism and help others do the same.
-to be aware of what people with autism may experience from other people due to their disability.
-to respect both the challenges and blessings that autistic people have on account of their disability and learn to see themselves from their own eyes.
-to honestly strive to never help a person with autism in a way that takes away their dignity.
-to help any person with I know or suspect might have autism when I see them struggling with a situation with my own discretion.
-to recognize that if a person with autism is involved in an interpersonal or social crisis or accused of something that seems unlikely to remember that they often might have trouble presenting their side of the story and to help them if I can to bring it to the people in charge of dealing with these situations.
-that when I read anything or view anything mentioning people with autism, to pay attention to the tone of the author or maker to them and see how friendly it’s treatment of them is.
-to speak the honest, entire truth to the best of my knowledge whenever I talk about autism.
-to not turn a blind eye when I see an autistic person in a crisis involving other people due to misunderstanding on account of their disability and bring the issue to the attention of someone who would be an appropriate and likely candidate to help them.
-to be aware of whatever strengths a person with autism might have due to their disability in addition to their challenges.
-to not deliberately misrepresent an autistic person’s voice on their disability for my own or someone else’s reasons, whether they be selfish reasons or otherwise.
-to reevaluate any mistaken first impression I may have of an autistic person due to behavior of theirs as a result of their disability.
-to make judgments and decisions about people with autism that are not influenced by personal biases or facts unrelated to the matter about autism.
-to find a way stand up for myself when and if I am pressured by other people into doing something reprehensible to a person with autism on account of their disability.
-to be cautious of the feelings of autistic people when responding to or talking about their disability and anything related to that.
-to value the opinions of autistic people on matters about themselves.
-to judge the ideas, actions, and other effects of people with autism by their inherent qualities, not the person’s disabilities.
-to show empathy and support for autistic people I encounter who are going through pain on account of things related to their disability.
-to talk about autistic individuals as humans first and having autism second thus avoiding terms such as “disorder,” “suffers from autism,” or using broad generalizations or mentioning an autistic person’s disability when not relevant to the discussion.  I pledge to recognize that people with autism, like everyone else, seek food, water, physical support, free self-exploration, and love.

The next day I went to work and I found out I work the next day from 7-1:30, Monday from 8:30-1, Wednesday from 10-6:30, Thursday from 10-2, and Saturday from 9-5:30. When I got back, I got a call from Jack asking me to come over to his house the next day while his dad was at a party and I agreed. I went to work the next day and got a new USDA cap. It said:

I have Asperger’s.  What’s your excuse?
                                                                        -Ben Sheldon

After that I went to the lake with my dad and grandparents and did some bird-watching. I realized bird-watching can help teach people compassion remembering how one time a woman asked the Dalai Lama how to teach children compassion in a world filled with violence and he said, “teach kids to learn about insects.” My granddad also gave me the latest issues of Mindful and Smithsonian which he finished for my collection. I read in there that Congressman Tim Ryan wanted schools to help kids reach their full potential much like my idea of schools helping people with autism be prepared for the real world. Later I ate with my dad and grandparents before my dad took me to Jack’s place.
I got to Jack’s place and we decided to first watch a movie. After sorting through some we decided to watch The Life of Pi. We ordered pizza from Minsky’s, and I found out he also liked it with no sauce. We paused the movie to eat our pizza then finished the movie. We both thought it was pretty good and afterwards shot some basketball hoops and I told Jack about my work schedule. Afterwards we took a walk around Westwood Hills.

On Monday I went to work and got another USDA bottle cap on my break. After work I called Tyler and we agreed that we, Jack, and Mary should go down to the lake together. The next day I got a new pocketknife at the hardware store then went to work after that where I got another USDA bottle cap during my break. I also read during my break on my phone a quote by Maja Toudal about how she always has to try and guess people’s intentions and I realized that can take a lot of energy out of them giving them trouble with things like homework and I realized the UCM and JCCC groups should help them with that. I went to the Pathless Land with my granddad afterwards and at the end I did the dedication of merit for them as Ben wasn’t there this time either. After that my granddad and I went to the Roasterie Coffee on Brookside together.
The next day I went to work and got a new bottle cap on my break, not a USDA or crown one, and afterwards I filled out a request form for Wednesday and Thursday. Afterwards I rode my bike for an hour, and I carved some “bullets” from sticks. The next day I practiced my flute-playing some more.