People always want to look through one another's glasses, especially when the one person is blinder than the other. And sometimes I wish that when people look through my thick, strongly contoured glasses they would see the world how I see it.
I think in a way they do. They end up with blurred vision and can't really see a whole lot. It's confusing.
Just as life is for me. Confusing.
But they don't actually experience the world as I do.
When I am in a classroom, this is what I hear:
•shoes walking down the hallway
•pages turning
•pencils scritching
•whispers
•the teachers computer noises
And I also see everything. When I was in the car with my cousin this is what I saw:
•her foot switching pedals
•my science magazine
•the speedometer
•the dashboard
•my sleeping baby cousin back left of me
If they looked through my glasses and suddenly all this happened to them they would probably throw my glasses far off.
In one of my favorite books "To Kill A Mockingbird", Atticus Finch says that you don't really know a person until you have climbed into their skin and walked around in it. I think that's true. Sometimes that is really difficult for me, because I have trouble imagining what it is like to be another person. But sometimes I really wish they would do this for me. Because there are few people who do. My English teacher in sophomore year understood that sometimes when all the kids are talking in the classroom I can't focus and can't be successful so she sent me to the quiet Library. My art teacher in 8th grade let me sit at a desk alone with her one-on-one help as I needed. The counselor at the high school I go to helps me be successful as best I can as we meet regularly and work on skills I need. But mostly people look at me and think I am weird and sometimes even stupid. Bullying is very common.
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Autism In The Real World
Non-FictionHow the world looks from the mind of an autistic teenager. The realest side of life I have. I just want people to know.