Today, as my fincee and I did our usual laundrymat routine, we noticed an odd little man there. As I loaded one of the washers I saw a Bratz bookbag that someone had left. This man noticed it too, and he proceeded to put it on. He looked so funny wearing it, it was hard not to laugh. After awhile he kind of gave me the creeps. I came to the conclusion that only someone like a pediphile would be interested in a girls' backpack. Later on I asked him if he was using a metal basket for his laundry, because I needed it. He shook his head yes. Bewildered, because it seemed as if he was done with his laundry, and had no need for it, I went back to my own. He started making strange almost chirping like noises, and brought the basket to me. That's when reality set in. This man that I had gotten amusement from watching, was possibly an adult with autism. So, by poking fun at him, it was like I was poking fun at my own son. You see, Noah went through at stage where he was obsessed with wearing backpacks. I felt horrible! When he left, he smiled at me and shook my hand. I melted. I would advise all parents of children on the spectrum to take my story to heart, and look beyond the surface the next time you see someone who is different. I know I will.
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