My 11-year-old son could make a great reporter (his dad's line of work). Facts are facts, and there's no room for fakery as an autistic.
Autism: It’s not easy
My son has autism.
He loves numbers and logic. He takes things literally, so don’t say you love him so much that you’ll gobble him up.
He’s learning English and Spanish. There’s not much literature on whether this is feasible or not. But we’re trying as expats in Argentina, and he’s getting good, even correcting some of our mistakes in Spanish.
When you take things as literally as my autistic son, you’re bound to get corrected.
For my autistic son, sitting at the back of the bus is mathematically the best spot.
My son has new football trainers and, better yet, he is talking better and better against many odds stemming from his autism and dyslexia.
My son is getting his sounds out right in two languages slowly but hopefully surely, and at least one succulent word has come out just right.
My six-year-old son, who has autism, is learning to play soccer in Argentina, where it is sacred. He doesn't quite get it yet but he's going for it.