![]() When outsiders maybe imagine a single monstrous shock, it’s not really like that. Because our son has an elder sibling who doesn’t have autism, our family had an in-built basis of comparison. Lack of eye contact and a very tortuously slow language acquisition and compared to our non-autistic daughter a lack of interest in books aged 18 months to two years. How did you come to understand your son had autism? In a way that I find quite intellectually nourishing. Inadvertently, it’s quite a philosophical book by being a users manual of his autistic mind, he also can cast light on how our brains and our minds work as well. It starts making you think about how your memory works, too. If you have autism, it’s really hard to sort out the distant past, into the recent past, into five minutes ago. He talks about memory being like a pool of dots, one of those pointilist paintings, rather than a chronological line. When Naoki talks about how memory works for him, inadvertently, he nudges us neurotypical lot into thinking about how our memory works. Then when they see someone who has autism they will be less fazed, less creeped, and more understanding. I hope that people whose lives aren’t directly touched by autism will read it, because then their lives will be indirectly touched by autism. ![]()
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