April is Autism Awareness Month.
I’m not sure when this tradition started. Does anyone out there know? I would research it but I’m in the middle of eating a huge, yummy cinnamon roll from Cinnabon and I don’t feel like multi-tasking.
But it’s a curious thing, this awareness.
When my sister and I were kids, we would play a game where we’d say a word over and over again until it lost all of its meaning.
aware aware aware aware aware
Then we’d try to think of as many rhymes as we could.
Aware, despair, somewhere. To stare.
But what does autism awareness really even mean?
I know, it a chance to celebrate unusual, to rejoice in ideas like inclusion and integration and bright, colorful days. It’s an opportunity to educate the public about why our kiddos may throw huge tantrums in Costco or jump up and down in the…
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