Showing posts with label ICI. Show all posts
Showing posts with label ICI. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

My Time in Maryland (ICI Conference)

Me and Diego

Two weeks ago I attended ICI in Maryland. ICI means Institute on Communication and Inclusion. Making learning about autistic means to inclusion pleases me. I met Diego, his mom Edlyn, and his helper. It was fun hanging out. One of my favorite days was when I got to type with Michael and Camille. We typed about the ABCs of inclusion. Inclusion is so important. Elizabeth cared about our group and loved what we wrote. I am pleased she wanted to talk with me and held my keyboard even though she never met me before. She had confidence in me and her ability to talk with me.

Me and Elizabeth (practicing independence)

Good meaningful lectures peacefully made me take note of what I would like to achieve too, like doing a talk. I would also like the ability to type more independently. Lots of time and practice needs to be invested to get good. Part of my learning was getting to practice more stressful environments. I want to get better at sitting quietly and not being disruptive. I get mad at myself for being too noisy when stressed. Peace often escapes me in crowds and loud places. I was managing as best I could. Life day to day can be unpredictable. Sometimes I am in more control of my body. Other days I can hardly feel my body. It is the worst feeling to feel weightless. I hate being practically disembodied. It becomes a nightmare. Stimming helps feel my body again.

Part of a big drum circle


On day 1 I could not stay calm. I needed to stim badly to feel my body. Help came from Casey. She gave me a massage and sang to me. Casey saved my day. I sat more calmly after that. On day 2 I had my best day. I loved that I could participate and meet new friends. Making friends was the best part of the conference. I will remember talking to Diego, Michael, Camille, and Elizabeth as the highlight of the week.

Michael, Camille, and Me

ABC's of Inclusion
by Philip, Michael, and Camille


Actual inclusion opens doors.
Be patient with us. 
Caring people make it successful.    
Don't give up.
Excellent expectations. 
Friends, need I say more?    
Give us lots of patient encouragement.
Hear us when we spell. 
In day, talking to friends opens my world.      
Just like typically functioning,need support.
Keep believing in us. 
Learn challenging subjects. 
Must be proud.
No baby talk. 
Open hearts please us.       
Praise our achievements as they are yours as well.
Question your assumptions. 
Remember we are just like you.
Spelling is our way out.
Treat us with respect.  
Understand totally intelligent and eager to learn.
Voices must be heard.      
Wait for us to finish our thoughts. 
Xylophone can't make open words and it still is in the orchestra.
You are needed for our success. 
Zero tolerance for non believers.


Monday, November 10, 2014

Emergence


“Emerging from disability” has been the best way I have heard describe how a person can progress living with autism.  I first read this in John Elder Robison’s article “Jerry Seinfeld and Autism” from Psychology Today magazine.  It reads (click here for full article):


“The ‘overcoming disability’ model is an unhealthy goal or way to portray autistic people.  Emerging from disability is a healthier perspective.  Autism is not a demon to be battled and overcome.  It is a difference that can cripple or render extraordinary.  Most autistics are disabled as children because our sensory apparatus is different, our communication skills are weak, and we have not yet learned coping strategies, or found our gifts.

When we find comfortable environments, learn to communicate, and find what we can do well, we begin to emerge from disability.  When we find places where our autistic differences are respected and we discover they give us advantages, we emerge more. Perhaps Mr. Seinfeld will talk of his own emergence and so provide a constructive model to younger people who follow.  I don’t know what he will do but I say, let’s give him a chance.

Please join me to welcome him, and see where it leads.  If we don’t like what he has to say, we can tune him out and go about our lives.  Remember that we must first extend compassion and acceptance to others if we are to ask and expect it for ourselves.”
              -Closing paragraphs of John Elder Robison’s Psychology Today article “Jerry Seinfeld and Autism”

Whether or not we agree with Seinfeld on his self-diagnosis of being on the autism spectrum, Seinfeld’s admission has thrust into the public the debate that has long gone on in autism circles: whether autism is a disorder or difference and whether our goal is to cure and eradicate or accommodate and accept. 

I am a mother of a child whom most professionals would classify as having severe, low-functioning, non-verbal, classic autism.  Some of my fellow parents with children like mine have taken offense at Seinfeld for daring to say he has autism because he is successful and his life seems so easy in comparison to our kids.  Robison made this astute observation: “The ‘my autism is worse than yours’ is a counterproductive and destructive way of thinking.  Look at depression and Robin Williams.  He looked pretty successful and functional a few month back, didn’t he?  But now he’s dead.  None of us can know the struggles of another.  There is no better and worse in autism’s affect.”   

I say all this to lead me back to my original idea that the “emerging from autism” paradigm ought to replace the overwrought language of “overcoming autism.”  I don’t think anyone on either end of the spectrum truly ever overcomes autism, nor should it be a goal.  It places an unnecessary burden on both parent and child to eliminate the distinguishing markers of autism.  In my early days in the world of autism, I learned to envy the stories of other parents whose children had become “indistinguishable from their peers.”  I felt and witnessed in others the enormous crushing weight of failure, guilt, and despair for not being able to achieve this in our children.  This doesn't just affect parents, but also the children who can sense their parent's disappointment in them and society's disapproval of who they are.

The idea of emerging from disability is a much gentler one.  I think of an exquisite statue emerging from under the careful chiseling of a piece of marble which forever retains its marble quality.  In a similar way, each person with disability- and in a way we all have some sort of disability- can progress and emerge into his or her God-given potential while keeping true to the substance from which he emerged.  Emerging is a long process with its end point much different from its start.  

My son Philip has progressed in this way.  I want to stress from the get-go that despite Philip’s progress, he continues to possess autistic traits which confer marked challenges.  He is still largely non-speaking, has difficulty in many activities of daily living, needs constant close supervision, experiences heightened anxiety and sensory disturbances, and exhibits stimming behavior such as movement, flapping, and vocalizing as a means of dealing with his altered experience of the world.  But something wonderful is also happening.  It is slow enough to not be discerned from one day to the next, but becomes unmistakably obvious when looked back at one month, 6 months, and especially a year ago. Philip is indeed emerging.  

Philip’s emergence began in earnest when we met Soma to learn Rapid Prompting Method (RPM) 2 years ago when Philip was 9.  It was the first time we knew he was capable of truly communicating more than just a few basic wants.  It was the first time we understood he was comprehending us and was in tune with the world around him.  A year later, Philip was setting goals for himself (his New Year’s Resolutions from 2014 can be viewed here):  learning to type, transitioning to a regular school, advocating for other non-verbal autistics to learn effective communication, generalizing his skills with others, and making friends.  As we near the end of 2014, Philip has been able able to meet many of his goals.  In February, Philip transitioned out of his ABA school where he was still learning to identify actions on flashcards and match numbers and their amounts from 1-5.  Now at public middle school, he is enjoying age appropriate education and is given accommodations to participate using his letterboard at first, and now typing.  In July, Philip attended the Institute for Communication and Inclusion Conference and was first exposed to the autism community.  He heard from mentors Naoki Higashida and Tracy Thresher who type to talk.  He met disability advocates Lydia Brown and Amy Sequenzia.   He met many kids and adults on a similar path as him.  When we returned home, he began typing with much more ease.  This year, Philip really began his mission to teach others about non-verbal autism and advocate for better education and effective means of communication by writing extensively about his thoughts and experiences in his blog and Facebook page.  He wrote to President Obama.  He corresponded with teachers, parents, and therapists to answer questions and help them understand his point of view.  Philip has been making friends.  It started with a few online pen-pals with kids like him, and now is socializing with friends from school and from our local autism community.  In September, Philip started meeting biweekly with autistic friends to chat and play games, each assisted with their communication devices.  In October, Philip attended his first school wide social event.  A girl even asked him to dance.  As Philip has been exposed more and more to the regular world, he has found his motivation to accomplish his own goals in communication, body control, and relationships.  He has been able to type with his teachers, aides, and other family members.  His younger sister Lia is particularly good at conversing with him on the letterboard.  He has discovered his own strategies to keep calm and more under control.  He has dared himself to participate in previously daunting social events with both his typical and autistic peers.  All the while, his personality is shining through more and more.  He is an earnest learner, a thoughtful soul, a loyal friend, and a middle school boy just a bit smitten with girls.      

Some may wonder what the catalysts were that made it possible for even a “low-functioning” child to begin to emerge from his disability.  In the same article referenced above, Robison pinpointed the three answers: 
  1. Acceptance
  2. Respect
  3. Accommodation

These 3 things are often given without reservation to people with typical neurology, but withheld (many times unwittingly) from people who deviate from the norm, and especially if they have no means to communicate.  Awareness campaigns which represent autism as a thief, an epidemic, or disease reveal a lack of acceptance.  Media coverage which sympathizes with parents who murder their autistic children demonstrates lack of respect.  Schools refusing to support children in their individual learning needs in order to keep the status quo show lack of accommodation.

For us, it was our visit to Soma, which turned us away from the prevailing thought about autism, and awakened us to a new way of thinking and acting.  In many ways, it returned us to a basic tenet of my faith: do unto others as you would have them do unto you.  This has made all the difference.

At a Halloween Party with Classmates


Thursday, July 31, 2014

ICI Conference

The Institute on Communication and Inclusion (ICI) at Syracuse University has a yearly 3-day convention in which individuals using alternative forms of communication such as FC, AAC, or RPM join together with their supports for talks, practical workshops, panel discussions, exhibitions, and meetings.  It is a place where each person is considered intelligent and competent no matter their diagnosis.  It is a safe place where differences are celebrated and stims such as flapping, pacing, or rocking are welcome. Philip and I were treated to talks by Naoki Higashida, a Japanese Autistic young man who wrote the book The Reason I Jump, Autistic advocate and activist Lydia Brown, and Stephen Kuusisto, a blind professor, author, and poet.  We also attended workshops to improve typing and panel discussions on inclusion in school and community.  Along the way, Philip met Autistic friends Oliver, Daniel, Amy, and others.  Philip had this to write about his first time experience at the conference.

This week I went to the ICI Conference.  I had a nice time.  I am glad I went even if I was scared of the crowds.  Each day I learned to accept autism more.  I learned I am not alone.  On day 1 I met Naoki Higashida.  He is learning from his mentors too about acceptance.  I get his feelings tons each day.  He decided to reach out to other nonverbals.  I am going to try myself to reach out as well.  If reaching out is my calling, I am hearing it loudly.  I picture the meaning of life is learning to accept my autism in the world out there.  I want to mean to really notice like-minded wretches (a reference to the movie Wretches and Jabberers in which the non-speaking Autistic typers refer to themselves as the Wretches) to help them communicate.  I learned to meet others like me is important.  I met Oliver and learned I am not the only one who has difficulty typing.  I am daring to improve by next year.  I am weary of beating up myself because of autism.  I want to be free to be autistic and make a life understanding my very good purpose.



         Taking a rest from the typing workshop.
                                          Meeting Oliver and brother Sam