When Autism Isn’t Typical
The assistant principal at my son’s school spoke loudly, her voice piercing through the phone. I found out later that my five-year-old was hiding under her desk, punching himself in the forehead, melting down in pure terror. Hindsight makes you cringe sometimes. Nobody knew my son was autistic as a young child, least of all me. He talked in sentences before he was a year old. He hit every...
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