Thursday 6 January 2005 — This is almost 20 years old. Be careful.
My 15-year-old autistic son drew this picture today:
He’s drawn four characters (Piglet, Tigger, Pooh, and Eeyore), each in their characteristic color, and labelled in the same color. He’s signed his name in red. I really like this picture, partly because Nat never draws pictures.
I was considering using this picture as a jumping off point for writing about one of the many philosophical quandries facing parents of disabled children: the disparity between his chronological age and developmental age, or the difficulty of choosing appropriate educational goals, or discerning the fine line between his personality and his disability.
But I’m not going to write about any of those things. Instead, I think I’ll just enjoy the picture.
Comments
Great picture, btw, and I definitely approve of the subject matter. "Things are always so much more grand and wonderful when your friends are there to share them." - Pooh Bear
-rich
And then you get the joy of watching his surprise and happiness at the "recognition".
Just an idea...
** Rock (Dad to 5 kids)
My son does draw -- we've worked on that *extensively*; only in the last couple of months has he begun to draw new things from his mind rather than copies, and just in the last week he's started to draw some of his experiences! ("this is us at the airport").
(Thanks for popping by my blog and letting me know about yours.)
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