I heard mommy talking to me but couldn't look at her, she was saying come here caroline, & i know what does it mean but i couldn't feel my body, i couldn't feel my fingers, my toes, i didn't know where my legs are until she came & held my hand, sorry mommy i wish i know what's wrong with me, i wish i can be like you want me to be............

that is a confessions of a recovered-autistic-person ...

the whole time i was working with my student (an autistic cute little girl) i allways felt like she knows what i'm saying but her mind does not work like mine & yours, she can't express it the same why, i allways tried to make her feel that our world is also fun, interesting & safe, but whenever she felt nervous she used to block her mind & go back to her world, a world of teletubbies, cindrella, snowwhite & barney with lots of blue bubbles flying in the air, & she sings & sings & sings....

7abeebti i know your world is something you understand & enjoy, but our world says that u have to be here with us, with all the pain & suffer we are living in .... oh God sweetie i wish i can live with you in your world where i don't care of nothing & nobody