Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Many Reunions


On Sunday I called Jack and asked if he and Tyler would want to get together at my house on Wednesday and he said yes. The next day I went to my art class with Jack and I got a call from a woman named Danielle asking me to take part in a THRIVE focus group. My phone had broken earlier so I couldn’t answer it, but when I got home I was able to talk to Danielle and she asked me if I could talk on the phone on Wednesday at 10am about what went well with the THRIVE program and what didn’t and I agreed. Then at 7 I went to work and at 10 I got off.
            The next day my mom and I rearranged my altar a little bit. I put up images of Tibetan Buddhist saints and so on who I recite mantras to in my daily meditation, including the White Tara, a manifestation of the Green Tara; Chenrizig, the Bodhisattva of Compassion who the current Dalai Lama is believed to be a manifestation of; Manjushri, the Bodhisattva of Wisdom; and Padmasambhava, an Indian Buddhist monk who brought Buddhism to Tibet. I got these images from a pack of cards my dad bought me while I was in tenth grade.
I went to get a new phone for me before I went with her to her yoga class. After that we got home and then went to eat at Saigon 39 before going to see the movie Moonrise Kingdom. Overall, I thought it was pretty good and I liked the story line. After we got out of the movie theater, we saw in the parking lot a small stray kitten. We tried to grab it, but it got away. After we couldn’t find it, Mom left it some of her chicken from the restaurant and I left it some of my rice and vegetables.
The next day I took part in the THRIVE focus group with Hillary, Zach, Gabe, and Dave. I told them that what I was ready for the THRIVE program partly as a result of having gone to Johnson County Community College for three years, that I liked about the THRIVE program was how I began exercising regularly after taking Adaptive PE, how I learned to become a better textbook reader, and how I learned to ask for help. After the focus group was over, Tyler and Jack came over and we swam, ate lunch, and I gave them a grand tour of the house.  That night after they had left, I went with my Granddad to Winstead’s, then Barnes and Noble, then the Pathless Land. The next day I went to my art class then went to the library to pick up the DVD of Casablanca that I ordered.
On Saturday I helped pull weeds from the back patio in preparation for a party for people from Dave’s choir. I went over to my friend Erin’s house and we watched two movies, The History of the Celts and Good Fortune, a movie about why foreign aid in Africa is doing the opposite of what it was intended to do, since we both have an interest in history and political science. After I got home I took Wally for a long walk and I called work and found out I work on Monday from 7 to 10, Wednesday from 10 to 4, and Friday from 1:30 to 10. The next day I went to Yoga class with my mom and Dave.

The Cradle of Civilizations


I emptied the cat’s litter box and packed some more before we went to the airport. We got on the airplane and took off to Boston, Massachusetts. We took a bus to our hotel where there was a jar of chocolate and macadamia nut cookies for visitors. Mom, Dave, and I each took one then took the elevator up to our room. It had a living room with a foldout couch, a television that hung on the wall, a dark wood desk with steel legs with wheels, and a lamp in the corner. There was a microwave and a sink in the corner facing a dark wooden framed mirror and a trash can. The floor had rectangular ceramic tiles a carpet with orange and gray waves on one side and dark gray and light gray waves on another. The only other rooms were the bathroom and the bedroom.
Mom and Dave looked up restaurants and decided on the Garden of the Cellar. We took a taxi and reached Harvard College. Mom and Dave liked its gothic architecture, but I thought it was kind of ugly.
We made it to the Garden of the Cellar where we sat at a small table. Mom sat next to Dave and I sat across from them. I drank a glass of water then had a keg beer. The appetizer included bread with olive oil and for dinner I ordered a cellar burger, medium, with mustard on the side. The burger was huge and came with rosemary fries. The mustard was rather spicy but that was good and I shared a small round donut with Mom, which came with several dipping sauces. After we paid and left, we walked through the neighborhood where I saw several bookstores until we hailed a taxi and rode back to our hotel. We each had a chocolate and macadamia nut cookie before we took the elevator up to our room.
The next day I got up, took a shower, and then went down to breakfast. I had two cinnamon rolls which tasted very fresh, a cup of orange juice, and a sausage patty. On the television was a man talking to a fortune-teller in Morocco then to a man in Mali.
After breakfast we brought our stuff down to the lobby and walked up the street from our hotel. We passed an antique shop with a brightly painted sign and after a taxi ride we passed several old-fashioned colonial neighborhoods and saw the obelisk, which was nearly thirty stories tall. I climbed the steep spiral staircase up the building occasionally holding onto the wall to let families go down and use the railing. I made it to the top where I could see Boston below through rectangular windows.  The walk down was considerably easier than the walk up.
After that we saw Freedom Park and made it to where we could see the U. S. S. Constitution and a World War II destroyer in addition to a magnificent suspension bridge. In the distance I could see a tall clock tower. We followed a brick line known as the Freedom Trail until we reached an old cemetery, which was a great way for me to contemplate our own mortality. After passing several shops and old colonial buildings, we reached the Old North Church, where one lamp was lit to warn of a British attack on ground, and two lamps were lit to warn of a naval assault. I looked in the gift shop then went back to it so I could get some water from the vending machine for which I bought a homemade cherry lollipop, a blue and white candy cane stick, and while I was at it, a pocket owl as a souvenir. Then I bought bottled water from the vending machine before we went on a guided tour of the church.
We went into the foyer through a side door up a steep wooden staircase into a room then up another steep wooden staircase into the bell room. Our tour-guide, a short, dark-haired young woman, led our group back down the stairs and through an underground charnel room, explaining that parishioners wanted to be buried where they worshipped, before the city of Boston cracked down on it, proving to me that religious freedom is not absolute and does not cover practices that are harmful to the welfare of others.
We went through a door into low-ceilinged charnel halls one containing the tomb of a British general when the British seized the church. It twisted and turned every so often until we made it outside and the tour was over.
After the tour was over we saw the churches Garden of Assisi. Then we left through the back way and saw a giant statue of Paul Revere. We walked farther along and saw the house of Paul Revere before we went to a seafood restaurant, where I got a shrimp roll and some lemon tea. We ate lunch by a fountain where Mom shared with me some lobster from her sandwich and then we took a taxi back to the hotel, got our stuff, and drove to New Hampshire.
            We passed peaceful country road, coming across a bearded man sitting on his front lawn wearing only shorts and then we reached our house, a quaint little cottage next to the lake. We went a few houses down where I saw my grandmother, Uncle Andy, Aunt Marge, Uncle Kurt, Aunt Barb, and my little cousins, Kyley and Hunter. After dinner Uncle Andy and Aunt Marge drove me back to our cabin and my mom and Dave came back a while later.
The next day we went to see a waterfall and Castle in the Clouds, the mansion of Thomas Gustave Plant, who made his fortune in the steel industry. After dinner tonight we went out for ice cream. I got raspberry sorbet with gummie bears. We looked at the docks, which had several boats and one great yacht. We looked in a shop selling shirts before we went back to our cabin.
The next day I woke up and later I went down to the beach where I kayaked while taking pictures with my newly charged camera. I picked out several reeds, which I took to our cabin and laid them out to dry and then give them to people as gifts. For dinner we went to a seafood restaurant where I drank a Samuel Adams Summer and ordered some pan seared swordfish. After dinner, my mom, Dave, Uncle Andy, Aunt Marge, and I drove down to an ice cream shop where I ordered a two scoop Denali Chocolate Moose Tracks, which turned out to be much bigger than I expected.
The next day Mom and I went to the Libby Museum and then had lunch with my grandmom, Uncle Kurt, Aunt Barb, Kyley and Hunter. I ate a delicious grilled cheese sandwich with bacon and then Mom and I explored the town. After we looked in a jewelry store, I went to the bookstore where I had been hoping to go. I saw one book that really interested me called In the Shadows of the Buddha about an American Buddhist pilgrim in Tibet who saw the atrocities the Chinese are committing and went to great personal risk to smuggle out evidence.
            That night I had dinner over at Uncle Kurt’s, Aunt Barb’s, Kyley’s, Hunter’s, and Nannies cabin. After dinner Kyley and I drew on this portable sketch board she owned which you can erase when you’re done and start over. That night I felt I really bonded with her.
The next day Mom, Dave, and I climbed Mt. Washington. When we got to the top we took the train down and then went back to our cabin. That night we ate out at the town. I had a hamburger, which was rather big with some fries.
On the last day Mom, Dave, Uncle Kurt, Aunt Barb, Kyley, Hunter, and I ate steak Florentine, mangoes, potatoes, and tomatoes. The next day we dropped Cam and Graham off at an airport at Manchester, New Hampshire, then Mom, Dave, and I flew to Memphis, then to Kansas City. When I got home I called Hen House and found out I work on Monday from 7 to 10.


Thursday, May 31, 2012

First Months Back at First Home


On the first day of summer, I called Hen House and found out I work on Sunday from 4-8, Monday from 3-8, and Friday from 1:30-10. That day I also e-mailed Cassie Burghoff, whom I became a quick friend of, asking for us to stay in touch over the summer and get together some next year. My work schedule got changed so I don’t work Sunday, but I did go to work on Monday and Friday. On Sunday I had a parmesan chicken dinner my mom cooked, the first home-cooked meal I’d had in a while.
On Wednesday, my granddad picked me up at my house, and we went to Winstead’s and Barnes and Noble before going to the Pathless Land like we used to do before I went to UCM. On Saturday when I was with my dad for the weekend, I went to a local bead store and bought three blank pendant pieces on which I would hammer a design with a nail to make a necklace for my mom, grandmom, and Sherry for Mother’s Day. On Sunday I went with my mom, Dave, and Cam to a local Prairie Village restaurant called La Provence for Mother’s Day and at work I filled out a W4 form. That day I saw my old friend Alex Habib’s mother at work, and she gave me his cellphone number.
The next day I started doing something I did before I went to UCM. I dug through the Lego bucket at home and put the pieces to the Harry Potter sets, which got scattered a long time ago, into bags according to which set they went to, put the ones I didn’t know which set they went to in a separate tub, put the pieces to a lego ninja fortress into a separate bag, and put all the megablocks, bionicle, playmobile, and connex pieces I found in their own boxes. I also hammered a flower on the pendant for my mom and gave it to her. She loved it. I hammered a Chinese symbol for harmony on a necklace for my grandmom, who loves Asian art, and I hammered a cross inside a Star of David for my stepmom. When I went to the Pathless Land with Granddad the next night, I gave him my grandmom’s pendant, which he said she would love. When I got to my dad’s house, I gave him Sherry’s pendant to give to her and Dad said she would love it. The next day I went to my art class with Jack and worked more on some watercolor drawings and on Friday I worked from 1:30 to 10.
On Saturday I had a day off so I rode my bike to the Corinth library and checked out two books: The Complete Idiot’s Guide to Screenwriting and The Lonely Planet Guide to Travel Writing.  The next day when I went to work, I found out I work on Monday from 6-10, Friday from 1:30-10, and Saturday from 7-3:30.

On Monday the next day I went to work from 6-10, and on Wednesday I went to Winstead’s with Granddad and Barnes and Noble before going to the Pathless Land. On Friday I went to work from 1:30 to 10. Dad picked me up and told me that I my History class I got a C, and in my Creative Writing class I got an A. My dad told me the THRIVE staff sent a very good report about me along with it too.
The next morning, I went to work from 7 to 3:30. I found out that day that my work hours for the week are Sunday from 4 to 8, Monday from 6 to 10, Friday from 1:30 to 10, and Saturday from 7 to 3:30. When I got home, I read the report from the THRIVE staff and it was very nice. I went to work on Sunday and Monday and went to Winstead’s, then Barnes and Noble, then to the Pathless Land with Granddad, and on Thursday I went to my art class with Jack.              
On the second day of June, there were hot dogs and burgers provided to employees during their breaks. After I got off work, I walked home and looked in the store in the Prairie Village shopping center Bag and Baggage, where I saw Lonely Planet Phrasebook India and Lonely Planet Phrasebook Africa which are two places I have long wanted to visit. I got home and ordered a book called Cinema Nirvana: Enlightenment Lessons from the Movies. I also placed two books on hold from the Corinth Library by Robert D. Kaplan author of Ends of the Earth: Imperial Grunts and Eastwards Towards Tartary: Travels in the Middle East. The day after that I went to my art class and work, and the next day I ordered a book online called Upside-down Zen: Discovering the Marvelous in the Ordinary. 

            My granddad on my mom’s side of the family was coming into town to visit us so I asked if I could get someone to cover me at work on Friday. I went to the Pathless Land with my other granddad as I do most nights, and the next day I went to work and found out my shift was covered. My pop-pop, as we like to call him, and his girlfriend Sandra came in on Friday and we had dinner along with Cam’s girlfriend Nora. Then the next day I went to work from 7 to 3:30. The next day I went to work and the day after that I went to my art class then later to work.

            The day after Monday I watched some birds in my backyard for an hour. I also rode my bike for half an hour and swam in our backyard pool, which I figured I’d better do before time runs out to do it. My granddad was away in Canada, so my dad and I went to Pei Wei for dinner, and I got a bottle cap for my collection that I started to do from my Kirin Beer. Then we went to Half Price Books, and I looked at a book on Harry Potter collectibles. My brother Jamie, who recently studied abroad in China, came home from Evergreen College in Olympia, Washington. 
            The next day I found out my neighbor, Mrs. Han offered to pay me to pull weeds from her backyard on my way to work. The next day I went to work and after that I pulled Mrs. Han’s weeds. I went to work the next day and the day after that I had a day off and went to my family lake house at Lake Lotawana and Jamie gave Dad and I souvenirs of his trip to China. I got a wooden Hotei head (Hotei is the fat, laughing Buddha), a Chinese dream catcher, and a pencil from the Chengdu Tibetan hotel. There I watched the birds, and my grandparents came and Jamie showed us photos of his trip to China before we went to dinner. I also talked to my friend Erin.
            The next day I went to work and asked off for the fourth of July and the day after that I had a day off during which I found some photos from my middle school and high school years and put them in the photo albums I got in Warrensburg. On Wednesday, instead of going to the Pathless Land with my granddad, I worked from 4 to 8 because of I was covering for another courtesy clerk.
            On Friday I went to work and found out my work schedule for the next week was Monday from 3:30 to 8; Wednesday from 12 to 5; Thursday from 3:30 to 10; and Saturday from 1:30 to 10. The next day, after work, Jamie, my stepsiblings Kate and Graham, who were in from town, my mom, my stepdad and I went to eat at Elsa’s Ethiopian Restaurant where we quickly filled up on Beef Tibbs, Doro Watt, injera, and other food of Ethiopian cuisine. The day after that Jamie and I ate lunch with and stayed over at our dad’s and ate dinner with our grandparents before Jamie left for Evergreen the next day.
            The next day I went to work and the day after the next day I went to work and went to the Pathless Land with my granddad and on the way, he gave me some coins he brought back from his trip to Canada. I went to work the next day, and I got hired by Mrs. Han to water here plants and feed her cats on Sunday and Monday. I went over to her house so she could tell me what to do and I helped her moved her geranium plants from her upstairs balcony to her backyard.

 

Monday, April 30, 2012

The Waning of the Year


After the weekend I cut out letters from blue construction paper and glued them to my bottle. It said, “Autistic Pride.” The next day I felt absolutely exhausted before I went into my Workplace and Community Skills class, and I took several long natural breathes to stay energized. When I got back to my dorm, I took a nap on my bed for abut fifteen minutes.
The next day I went to my Person-Centered Planning and talked to Teresa about my tiredness. She said she has allergies and was so tired yesterday and that’s when I figured that I must be tired because of my allergies. Then, instead of going to my Creative Writing class, my class went to the Art and Design Gallery near the Lovinger building and heard three UCM alumni writers at a reading.  Unfortunately, the next Thursday I spilled tea on my laptop that day and it wouldn’t come on. The next day I went to my History class but found out it was cancelled. As I was leaving to go back to my dorm, one of the international students I take notes for came up to me and asked me if I would study with her in History.
We went to the Union, and we looked over our notes and our book, asking ourselves questions about what he book had just said. I told the student that instead of memorizing the material, she should try categorizing it. I told her to look for connections between each piece of information and to go over the headings of her books and her notes and turn them into questions. After 1:50, she thanked me for helping her and then said she needed to go to her next class. I got back to my dorm and cut out some more letters out of blue construction paper and glued them to the other side of my rocket. They said, “Liberty, Equality, Perserveration.”
The next day I retyped my story for my Creative Writing class and saved it on my flash drive. I got back and went to the rocket launch with the THRIVE students although after launching a few rockets, the pump appeared to be damaged, so we cancelled the Rocket launch. After that I went down to King’s Chef Buffet with Hillary, Philip, and Kayla.

On Monday during Learning Strategies class, Mrs. Carter showed us where the exam schedules are in our planners. I looked at mine and found out that classes on at one o’clock on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays are on May 2 from 2:00-4:00. I took another quiz for my History class and I got a five out of six. The next day I did my homework for my Workplace and Community Skills class, where we printed of compared two careers and found out what the working conditions were like, the physical conditions, the skills and knowledge needed for them, the employment outlook, and the salary. I compared “Writer” and “Producer or Director” and I found out that for both of them required knowledge of the English Language, Communications and Media, Sales and Marketing, and Fine Arts are needed. I realized that learning about what I need to know for the jobs I’m interested in could help me choose classes to take. Both require the ability to listen and ask questions; understand verbal and written information, and at least a High School diploma or GED.
I compared “Animator and other Multi-Media Artists” and “Music Composers, Directors and Arrangers.” I found out both of them require an understanding of Sales and Marketing, the English Language, Communications and Media, Customer and Personal Service and Fine Arts. I also learned that they earn about the same salary and employment opportunities for Animators and other Multi-Media Artists is few in Kansas City, while the employment opportunities for Music Composers, Directors, and Arrangers are few in the United States.
Producer’s or Director’s outlook in Kansas City was moderate and Writer’s outlook was high. They also made about the same yearly and annual salary. Then I compared Music Director or Composer and Animator. After comparing each of these careers, I choose my three favorite ones and ranked them according to what I found out about them. It turned out I liked Writer and Producer or Director just the same. I also learned about self-employment and careers in the military.
That night ran into Cassie as I was going down the stairs in the THRIVE hall and said hi to her. I asked her how work was going, and she said she was exhausted and ready for the summer. I knew exactly how she felt. I asked her if she was taking any classes during the summer and she said no, and that she was also going to look for a job and I told I planned on doing so to. 
“Well, it’s good to talk to you,” I said
She smiled.
“Good to talk to you to, Ben,” she said.
On Wednesday I took another History quiz and got six out of six. After class I went to my Person-Centered Planning and told Teresa about my computer, and I realized that computers are like the human body. They have all these different parts or organs and all of them need to be working or the computer to be working.
On Thursday I went down to the OAS office and scheduled my exam for Learning Strategies on Monday at ten and my exam for my Personal Math class on Monday at eleven. I also scheduled my History exam for 2:00 on May 2. During my Workplace and Community Skills class, each of us met individually with Jessica about our classes next year and our internships. Jessica met with me, and she told me that next semester I would be taking Transition Planning with Mrs. Carter at 10:00 and I would be taking Adaptive PE at 11:00. I told her about my interest in working for the Muleskinner next semester for my internship and she said she would try to arrange that. I also old her five of the five of the classes that I planned on taking at UCM and next year I would take two of them for credit. I told her about Film Appreciation, Cross-Cultural Cinema, Film History, Modern Sub-Saharan Africa, and Modern East Asia.
After class, I went down to a computer store next to Sonic and they looked at my computer and said it would cost me one hundred dollars for them to take it apart and see what was wrong with it. If the logic board was damaged, they said I would cost two to three hundred dollars to repair it. They did say that they would probably be able to get all the old documents off.
After I went to the computer store, I got a twenty-five-dollar Barnes and Noble gift card for myself. Then I went down to Hasting’s and saw two books Filmmaking for Dummies and Screenwriting for Dummies. I looked at the second book and it had some good advice about dealing with writer’s block. It said that when you go through writer’s block, your imagination may just be expanding, and you need some time for your ideas to adjust to it.
That night I ordered a book online called The Skull Mantra. It is about a Chinese detective (Inspector Shan) in a gulag in Tibet who is suddenly assigned the case of solving the murder of a Chinese policeman and must solve it to save a Tibetan monk who has been accused of the murder. Later Kimmie drove people to Walmart. I went with her, Amanda and Pierce and got dry rice. The next day I put it in one of my UCM bags beneath my computer and closed it up.
The next day my computer still didn’t turn on. Jack’s parents came on Sunday night and I let them take it to my mom’s house. On Wednesday I went to a mandatory meeting in the TV Lounge where Daniel and Kimmie explained the checkout procedures and told us who we would ride with to the THRIVE Award Ceremony at Mazzio’s Pizza. I would be riding with Jill Larsen, Dr. Downing’s secretary.

The next day, I bought a UCM mulezod, two folders (one for my creative writing portfolio and the other for memorabilia of dates when I find a girlfriend) and a UCM pen with my THRIVE points. After class got out, Jessica and I meet with an academic advisor, Krisana West, and they helped me decide on my major, which would be General Studies, which meant I would only need one hundred twenty credit hours. We looked over the requirements. I already had my written communications requirement filled out, my Social and Behavioral Sciences, my Cultural interactions, my Arts and Humanities, and my Interpersonal Skills. I needed one credit class in Oral Communications, Mathematical Reasoning (I had a College Algebra class at JCCC which I failed), one in Physical Sciences, one in Technology, one in Literature, and one in Integrative Studies to complete my General Education requirements.
We looked at what I already had in the way of my General Studies degree. There were four categories of requirements and each of them had to have an upper-level class except for one of them, which required two. There was Arts and Humanities, Social and Behavioral Sciences; Math, Science and Logic; and Areas of Interest. That night I went to the THRIVE Award Ceremony at Mazzio’s and won an award for: More than twenty completed modules/lessons in Plato Reading Comprehension; More than twenty modules/lessons completed in Plato Language Arts; More than twenty modules/lessons completed in Plato Math; More than twenty-five hours in Plato Math; Award for Plato Top #3 (tie with Tyler) time on task overall-69 hours; Completing one level of Plato Language Arts (a level being the equivalent of one academic year); Completing three levels of Plato Reading Comprehension; Award for 90% or above attendance at Person Centered Planning; Outstanding attendance and participation in THRIVE classes award; Average of four’s on weekly progress report; and the Creative Writer Award.
The next day I gave the student in my History class who needed notes a copy of all the notes I took since Easter. That night I saw Sherlock Holmes: a Game of Shadows with Jack and Emily, which I had seen before, but it was still pretty good. Over the weekend I worked on my revisions for my Creative Writing class and a paper on what I learned from three or more of the writers we read this year. On Saturday I was surprised yet pleased to hear on the phone with my dad that he married his girlfriend, Sherry. On Sunday I saw the King of the Hill episode where Hank and Bobby enter the father-son rifle tournament, but Hank’s repressed memories of his father cause his performance to suffer. In the end, Hank goes to a “sports psychologist” who teaches Hank to visualize what he wants and to say talk about it like it really happened. I realized that could help me in a lot of areas in life. The next day I got a call from Jessica saying a man at the Muleskinner paper would love to meet me tomorrow and talk about possible internships. 
I waited in the Union for 2:00 when I would take my History exam. While I was waiting, I saw a girl from my Creative Writing class walk by and learned that our last class is on Friday. I also went to my Creative Writing teacher office and turned in my portfolio.
At about 2:00 I went into the Testing Center and took my exam, plus the optional technology final, which can replace our lowest exam score. I had a hunch that I did fairly well.
The next day I began packing my things. I selected 4:15 for my checkout time with Landon, the CA on the second floor of South Ellis. The next day I went to my last Creative Writing class, where my short story was work-shopped, and I filled out a teacher evaluation form. When I got back, I finished packing up my things. As I loaded them into the car, I saw Julie, a short girl with Down syndrome walking out of Ellis. I said, “Hi, Julie.” And she said, “Bye, Ben.  I’ll come visit you next year.” Then at four, my mom came and helped me load everything into the car and we drove back home.

My Fellow Autist On-Screen


On Friday I got my exam back and found out I got a seventy-six percent on it due to a ten-point curb. After class I went home with Jack and his dad for Easter weekend. On Saturday, Mom and I saw the movie Salmon Fishing in Yemen in which the main character was a man with Asperger Syndrome. On Sunday Cam and I hunted for our Easter baskets in our backyard and then we had lamb for dinner. Afterwards I went back to UCM with Jack and his parents. I got back and Daniel gave me a two liter bottle to make a rocket for the THRIVE rocket launch.

Saturday, March 31, 2012

Swimming with the Fish While Preparing for Tests


On the Saturday before we left, I mowed my neighbor's, the Well's, front and back yard. Before I went to school the next day, I went to Hen House to tell them I would be available to work starting May 4. I also got some lollipops and Tension Tamer tea to take with me to school. My mom also gave me dried fruit bars and some apricots. I went back with Jack in my mom's car. After I got back, I went to the library and returned my books on screenwriting that I checked out. The next day I also made an appointment to take my next History exam, which would be on April 2, in the Testing Center at 1:00.
The next day, several THRIVE students and mentors went to Planet Sub, where Julie, a second-year THRIVE student with Down syndrome, does her internship. Her mom and sister were in Warrensburg visiting her and her mom bought us lunch. As we sat down at the table, I noticed the collar of Julie's work shirt was up and I walked over and put it down. Julie beamed.
"Thanks, Ben," she said.
During that time, I started telling myself after each bite of my sandwich to put it down. Then before I picked it up, I tried to be mindful of my desire to take another bite. I did the same thing with my drink.
The next day I got six names of people who would be interested being in the UCM Autism Spectrum Support Group. The next day I got Tyler's name and Hillary made slushies for people who wanted them. She, Kayla, Amanda, Philip and I went outside and drank them.
On Friday I went to an event hosted by an honors theater fraternity called Oh, the Drama, which the THRIVE students were invited to and the mentors required us to go. We sat in a circle and said our names, where we were from, what year we were in and an interesting fact about ourselves. I said I was into making films.
We then got up and did some physical exercises. Then we played a game where we stood in a circle and each person said one word to create a story. After that we were given a card with a type of job–mine was a hairdresser–and we got up on stage and tried to imitate a person doing that job with just our movement and people had to guess what we were doing. At the end we partnered with someone and read lines from a script that we all used for each of our scenes, and we had to tell our story with our voice since the lines had no content. Emily and I played a couple lost in the desert.
After going to Oh, the Drama, I went into town and bought some red embroidery floss, which I had almost ran out of and needed to make my friendship bracelets. That night I also went to Hasting's and saw book called Never Be Lied to Again: How to Get the Truth Out of Any Conservation or Situation in Five Minutes or Less. The next day went down to Hasting's and bought the book.  When I got back, I ate some Indian butter chicken and rice which Kriti made for the THRIVE students.

On Monday I prepared for my next History exam. I reminded myself to be in the present by saying things like, “Looking over my notes, I am not trying to pass the exam.” Finally, I went down to the Testing Center and took and took the exam. After Tuesdays Workplace and Community Skills class, I went down to the library to type a paper for that class which was on who we would like or roommate or next year to be, although Jessica, the teacher, said that nothing was certain. I wrote my paper and said I would prefer my roommate to be Jack. On Thursday, I bought several UCM folders and bookmarks with my THIVE points during Personal Math class. There was no Workplace and Community Skills class so I spent that time in the cafeteria typing a story for my Creative Writing class.

Return to the Fatherland


I packed up nine books including my screenwriting books, The Ends of the Earth, Beyond the Sky and the Earth, The Dharma of Dragons and Daemons, The Tao Te Ching, Poisonwood Bible, The Unfinished Tales of Numenor and Middle-Earth, and 101 Celtic Knotwork Patterns. I also packed up my Bud Lite piggy bank since it has alcohol content and my gong and took my dirty clothes in my laundry hamper since I wouldn't have to pay to wash them at home.
Jack's dad came and picked us up and I got home. Then my dad picked me up as it was his weekend to have me. We ate dinner at Pei Wei, an Asian restaurant. Then we went to Half Price Books. I ended up buying a book called Things Fall Apart by a Nigerian novelist Chinua Achebe, which I read in high school. I thought the novel seemed to have a great deal of Buddhist themes and I remember hearing Chinua say in an interview that he had great sympathy for Buddhism.
             The next day, in addition to working on my screenplays for half an hour, I also decided to play my flute for half an hour every day, at least during the spring break. I read three chapters of Things Fall Apart and nearly a hundred pages of The Ends of the Earth. The next morning, my dad, my grandparents and I had brunch at La Peep restaurant.
The next morning my dad took me home to my mom's. She and Dave were in Philadelphia visiting my relatives and would be back tonight. I feed the pets that day and the next morning my mom and Dave got home. On Wednesday I finished reading The Ends of the Earth and I emptied the dishwasher as I did before I went to UCM.