A hair-dryer kid in a toaster-brained world. Okay, so: the presentation. First, I should tell you that we orchestrated it with the stealth of CIA operatives. We didn't want Bud to see me in the building, because we knew that my presence would be difficult for him. (Mom does not belong in school. Mom should only be here when she has come to take me home.) We all synchronized our watches, and as lunchtime approached, Mrs. While we waited for a few students to return to the class with their hot lunches, Ms. Then, the children returned with their lunches and settled at their desks, which had been arranged in a circle.
I started by thanking them for inviting me to their class. They grinned their response. "I also want to thank you for asking such great questions. " Dan raised his hand. "That's great, " I told him. Dan agreed, and I turned to the rest of the class. My intro was over and it was time to get into my answers to the questions they'd written. The first one felt the riskiest. So I took a breath, and I started talking. "Yes! " Asperger Journeys » Blog Archive » The “Intense World Syndrome” Aspies For Freedom. Books about Asperger's.