Tagged with nonverbal

and never is a load of crap

and never is a load of crap

When we got home from Brooke’s chorus concert last night, I posted the following on Diary’s Facebook page: Brooke’s friend, Becky, who is not in the choir, came to the school tonight to see Brooke sing. Becky, like Brooke, is autistic. Sitting through an hour-and-a-half-long band and chorus concert is not an easy feat. But she … Continue reading

different roads to success

different roads to success

{image is a photo of Brooke standing on Luau’s shoulders on the beach in Newport, RI. She looks as though she is flying. Photo courtesy of Connerton Photography’s magic lens. All rights reserved.} – During the talk, Dr Draper asked a ten year-old girl to come to the stage. She asked her her name. The girl … Continue reading

success

success

{Image is a photo of my beautiful friend, Barb, co-author of one of my favorite books and generally one of my all-time favorite people. She is, by anyone’s definition, a success. She is non-speaking.} Oh, friends. There’s something I have to say. I hope you’ll indulge me. Actually, please do indulge me. It’s important. Yesterday, I … Continue reading

brookelish

Yesterday * Spring, 1993 I am lying on Tar Beach, a precariously angled little spit of roof outside my friend, Heather’s dorm room. As soon as the weather cooperated, the girls began climbing through the window with four-packs of cold Zima’s and a boom box — all we needed to sit and watch the world … Continue reading

the silence of our friends

There will always be those who are unable to see beyond their own limited parameters of what qualifies as communication, but there will also, thank God, be people like Barb [Rentenbach] (and Carly Fleischmann and countless others), who continue to show us what is possible when we are willing and able to open our minds. … Continue reading