by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado
Monday, November 18, 2002
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Autism. Just what is this thing called autism?
For families with kids with it, life is a big cataclysm.
Kids seem to live in their own world, act so odd..
And when people see them, they are so awed.
They don't know how to act, think the kid is dumb;
They tend to ignore them; that's their rule of thumb.
The child may spin things for hours and hours,
And pretty soon, their once happy mood turns sour.
They change moods faster than the drop of a hat;
And they seem to act so sneaky, just like a cat!
One minute, they are so very happy and gay,
And the next, they are crying or screaming away!
They may like only certain things, like certain food;
Changes in routines can quickly alter their mood.
They may not be able to express themselves well,
And they can cause their families moments of hell.
But they are children, and they deserve our love;
After all, THEY were created by our Lord Above!
Just because we may not understand, don't hate..
If we could just accept these kids..oh, how GREAT!
Got this idea of this poem from a book I am reading about a little boy with autism, plus I know some kids with this problem. It is still hard for me to understand, but I am learning about this disability.
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|Reviewed by CJ Heck
|Excellent poem, Karen -- thank you for making people more aware. I have a grandson with autism and I wrote a poem about it, too. "I am ME, I'm Matty". This is such a little understood disease.
|Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)
|Thanks for always caring so much, Karen.|
|Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook
|Autism is indeed a strange thing, but you've helped us understand it more. Thanks for this one.|
|Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen
|Hello, Karen, you've done a great job on this one. My younger brother is autistic. I remember when we lived in Eugene, OR, where all 6 kids were born, he would be on his hands and knees in the crib, rocking back and forth, back and forth....
When we moved to Wisconsin, I was 6, he was 5, he was somehow able to come out of his shell more, he went to school, and had a very high intelligence. He walked the whole small town, calculating and figuring how many tress the then new Dutch Elm Disease had killed, or how many cases of Childhood diseases they were nation-wide in tiny little numbers, while holding his pencil "differently" than anyone I knew, I smile when I think of that...He has since grown up, and has lived in Minneapolis and, currently, Las Vegas, with a roommate. It's been awhile since I've seen him, my family is reunioning in Las Vegas for my mother's 70th birthday and I look forward to seeing everyone, not least of all a tall skinny man with a mop of dark hair, a small mustache and heavy-rimmed glasses...:)
|Reviewed by prince desire (Reader)
|I like the inspiration...Best work feeling about children's nature..|
|Reviewed by Cathy Montgomery (Reader)
|This helped me understand more, Karen...thank you for sharing!|
|Reviewed by J. Murphy
|This is very nicely done and you have a good point. Thanks for giving us something to think about. J.|
|Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)
|Karen sweetie your heart is gold. Peg|
|Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen
|This was amazing write, and so true for a few months during my senior year I worked with kids with severe mental, and physical disabilities, and one of the boys had autism, you did great here, ty for this write.
|Reviewed by Lucy Edwards
Thanks for your kind words for my poem
"Where We Say Thanks".
I came across your work "Autism". Maybe, just maybe, your work may open fields of minds.
There certainly is a lot more to know more about Autism.
I invite you to read my poem
" PDD Portrait ".
Autism is a perplexing life-long mental handicap affecting 11,000 people in Ontario,
Canada today. They are isolated in a world of their own.
I promise you, you will not only see sincerity in you, for you will see ingenuity in them, always.
|Reviewed by Justin Vargas
|I really like this one alot. Thanks for your work.|
|Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner
|i don't understand it, either...but thanks to this outstanding write, i have a start...thanks for sharing! (((HUGS))) and love, karla. :)|
|Reviewed by Tien Avielle
|Good for you! I worked with an autistic boy - and cared for him when I was layed-off...
he was a joy to me, as well as a frustration at times...grocery shopping at Christmas time...
each package of cookies poked through before I caught up with him... explaining to the management -
they were very kind (gave him the poked packages for free.) -each of us has a gift to give! - his was love.
|Reviewed by Roger Ochs
|Recent research brings us to question if there may be environmental causes instead of or in addition to the genetic markers. What a terrible thought.|
|Reviewed by Calendula Petal
|I have had the pleasure of working with a little boy suffering from autism. He was the brightest spark ever, broke my heart when he left to go to a "special school".
excellant write Karen.
|Reviewed by Amor Sabor
|Great write, Karen. Good work. Thank you for your kind comments on my work as well.
|Reviewed by Josephine Bohen
|thanks for sharing, and yes i have the address. i couldn't get to your message board to let you know. thanks again