I Can Only Imagine…

I can only imagine...

I was reading a blog that caught my interest, and the post literally brought tears to my eyes.  I wanted to share it with you.  This is written by a mother of an autistic child, although I don’t know her name to give her proper credit, her blog is “Our Autism Blog”, and the name she uses is Emzamy. She can be found on WordPress.

Although this mother writes about her autistic child, I urge you to transfer these words and feelings to any student who has a learning difference, whether it is autism or dyslexia, or anything in between.

Here is her post, which I feel honored to have found.

“Everyday I try to see the world through her eyes.

To see through her confused senses.

I try, so hard,everyday…but I know I can’t come anywhere near to imagining how hard it is for her.

I can only imagine:

How seeing hurts her eyes.

How from the moment she wakes the colours are so bright they burn.

How it can all get so much her vision temporarily switches off.

How the colours bleed into each other.

I can only imagine:

How hearing hurts her ears.

The sounds banging on her ear drums.

How she hears so many sounds at once that she can’t pick out each one.

How it merges into one constant loud noise.

How it can make her drop to her knees, hands over her ears.

How so very loud it is…how she cannot bear loud noises, but she is the loudest person I know!

I can only imagine:

Hou touch can be so painful.

The pain of wearing clothes, the fabrics gnawing at your skin.

How light touch can cause pain, a simple hug unbearable.

How she can’t feel a dislocation, but a label or seam drives her to distraction.

How when she feels hot, she wants to wear a coat.

How so very painful it can be.

I can only imagine:

How her sense of smell rules her mind.

How the slightest of smells can set her nostrils alight.

How she can smell cooking 2 streets down, How the smell of the meat counter in a supermarket can be enough to cause a meltdown.

How overwhelming the world becomes.

I can only imagine:

How much taste fuels her thoughts.

How she feels the impulse to lick and taste everything.

How hard it is to resist.

New textures there to be explored.

Food in, food out, hands in.

How tempting things are.

I simply can’t imagine.

I can try.

I will never understand completely.

I can only be there for her.

 

Just to be her for one day,

Just to experience what she does.

Just so I could make things easier for her.”

 

Today, stop and think about how your child or student might perceive the world, and please, just imagine…

 

Best wishes,

Lisa

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