My body is like a very disobedient
toddler. My mind is like an impatient mother, wanting her unruly child to do
what she says. Tonight my dad asked me to set the table for dinner. My mind
knows where each person sits. I give myself the order to make plates go to each
person. I plan to carry out the order from dad. However, my feeble body balks
at this order. It wants to put all the plates on one end of the table and the
cups on the other end. I end up looking like an idiot who can’t understand the
concept that everyone is supposed to get their own place setting. I want my
body disciplined to follow the rules. How do I get my body to cooperate? This
is my biggest struggle.
This is the story of a boy who could not talk, but learned to make his thoughts known by spelling on a letterboard and typing. This is his path from silence to communication.
Monday, March 13, 2017
Saturday, February 25, 2017
My Vacation to Riviera Maya, Mexico
This past week I went to Riviera Maya, Mexico
with my family. I had a lot of fun. I am part Mexican so it was nice to go see
where some of my ancestors are from. I learned some Spanish. I could understand
buenos dias, hola, gracias, de nada, and como esta. I tried to understand other
words from context. I woke up each morning to bright sunshine and birds
chirping quietly outside my window. It was a nice change from the cold.
In Mexico, we went to the beach
everyday. We swam, waded in the waves, and made sand castles. My favorite thing
was sitting where the water meets the shore and feeling the sand below me shift
as the water goes in and back out. Getting lost in my senses at the beach is
relaxing, like listening to music with a pleasing melody and predictable
rhythm. I like the water and the way it shines a sparkling turquois blue. I can
watch water all day.
Another thing we did was spending lots
of time together as a family. It pleased me to do things together. We ate many
great meals together. I liked the fresh fruit and pasta. Going to fancy
restaurants was fun. We went to French, Brazilian, and Japanese restaurants. The
Japanese one was entertaining. The chef put on a cooking show by lighting up
his grill and juggling his cooking tools and our food.
We played and went to shows together. We
played mini golf. I was more hitting the ball like a hockey player but it was
still fun. We watched my cousin Tommy swim with a dolphin. I think I would have
been tense if it were I in there. I am glad he got to do it. At night there
were shows at the theater. We watched a circus one night. I liked the acrobats.
Another night was a Mexican cultural show. I enjoyed the different dances and
music. During the day I watched my brother and sister play beach soccer and
water polo. Each day was good.
One day I went on an excursion with my
parents and grandparents. We went to Chichenitza to visit the ancient ruins of
a great Mayan civilization. No other place I have seen has been as well
preserved for its age as the main temple. It was impressive. I saw different
buildings with carvings of animals on them. I wondered what they meant. I
learned the Mayans had a system of math and writing. I want to learn more about
the Mayans.
On the way back, we visited a town called Valladolid. I liked the town park with the central fountain, many places to sit, and colorful designs on the benches.
After we also stopped for lunch at a picnic and went to a cenote. A cenote is an underground cave with a natural spring of fresh water. Some people went swimming. It was dark and too scary for me to swim. There were roots and stalactites hanging from above. The water was a midnight blue that looked deeper than the ocean. Mom and Dad swam but I sat this one out. When we got out I found a hammock to lay in. It was a relaxing end to a great day. I am glad I saw Chichenitza. It was the most interesting part of my trip to Mexico.
On the way back, we visited a town called Valladolid. I liked the town park with the central fountain, many places to sit, and colorful designs on the benches.
After we also stopped for lunch at a picnic and went to a cenote. A cenote is an underground cave with a natural spring of fresh water. Some people went swimming. It was dark and too scary for me to swim. There were roots and stalactites hanging from above. The water was a midnight blue that looked deeper than the ocean. Mom and Dad swam but I sat this one out. When we got out I found a hammock to lay in. It was a relaxing end to a great day. I am glad I saw Chichenitza. It was the most interesting part of my trip to Mexico.
I had a great time in Mexico. I hope to
return some day to learn more about the culture. I liked meeting the friendly
people there. I am glad to learn Mexicans are a people of mathematical minds. I
learned Mayans developed the concept of zero. They also came up with a logical
numeric system. I wonder if I have Mayan relatives. Maybe that is why my dad’s
side is so smart in math. I am proud of my Mexican heritage.
Saturday, January 21, 2017
Buffalo RPM Presentation
This past Thursday I participated in the Buffalo RPM presentation. My mom and her friends started a nonprofit organization named Buffalo RPM to teach people in our area how to do RPM (Rapid Prompting Method). The group teaches people about RPM and a new way to look at autism. The talk my mom and her two partners made was perfect. They told about how RPM changed our lives for the better. They talked about changing the definition of autism. I liked how my mom wants people to stop making neurotypical assumptions about the mental capacity of autistic people based on their outward appearances. She said that we should define autism as a different way of sensing, moving, and interacting with the environment. We should seek to understand and find ways to teach and accommodate us in the best way we are able. The presenters showed that RPM helps people communicate by helping them learn and show what they know.
Hearing the presentation helped me see how neurotypical people view autism. They like to measure people to a normal standard. They don't want their child to be too different from how most people are. They probably think it is a burden to bear. I think if they would get to understand how we work and how to get to us, it would lift the burden from everyone. I think we would all be happier. God makes us different so we can't do everything ourselves. I think life is more interesting when we depend on one another and celebrate our differences.
Seeing people wanting to learn RPM is a pleasure to me. I loved seeing people watch the presentation. Mom did amazing telling my journey and showing how to do RPM. I am very proud of her. Learning to speak in public is now a goal of mine. I got my first gig introducing the group with Kaylie using our keyboards. Kaylie did great. She was so calm and made a powerful opening statement. She told the crowd that the hardest thing about autism is not being able to communicate and RPM gave her a voice. I was next but I got nervous and ran out of the room. But my mom got me and calmed me down enough for me to type that I was happy to see so many people wanting to learn RPM. I was so glad I did it. Everyone clapped and mom whispered good job. My dad was proud of me too. I celebrated my accomplishment with a prayer of alleluia to God as I made my way back to my dad.
I want to help make the world a kinder place for people like me. Learning to advocate is really important. I will keep on speaking every chance I get.
Copyright 2017 Philip Reyes. All rights reserved.
Monday, January 16, 2017
Too Fast- Poem on the Roaring 20s
This poem was a school assignment for Philip's social studies class at school. The original assignment was to draw a picture freehand about the events of the Roaring 20's. Because Philip cannot draw at this point, we changed it to a poem. He got 100% on it! -Lisa
Copyright 2017 Philip Reyes. All rights reserved.
Too Fast
By Philip Reyes
Roar goes the crowd at the big party.
Roar go the engines of a million Model T’s.
Roar go the horns of the Harlem Renaissance.
Will the world again rest from all the
noise?
Roar goes the movies.
Roar goes the radio.
Roar goes the jazz club with dancers up
all night long.
Will the world again sleep to rest from
all its motion?
Roar go the flappers.
Roar go the lounges of speakeasies.
Roar goes the laughter of people having
the time of their lives.
Will the world again care about more
than selfish fun?
Roar go the cash registers.
Roar go the vacuums.
Roar goes the bull market with get rich
dreams.
Will the world again care to give rather
than take?
Roar go the politicians.
Roar goes the mob.
Roar go the schemes of men in power.
Will the world again value honesty and
integrity?
Watch out you do not go too fast or get
too proud.
It might all come crashing down.
Friday, January 6, 2017
Gaining Self-Control
This year I was able to make progress in
my self-control. I am now able to sit quietly for long periods of time. I sit
through movies, concerts, and church much better. This Christmas break I
watched Rogue One and La La Land. I enjoyed them. In school I can sit longer
without having a break. I have become more used to sensations I could not
handle in the past. I can now handle loud noises and resonant buildings. I am
able to make my anxiety calm down so I can take part in more things. I listen
to my rational mind telling me that I will be ok even though my body is tense
or my heart is beating fast.
Last Tuesday I went to my high school
orientation. I was nervous to go. I was meaning to make a good imitation of a
neurotypical kid. I did not want to stand out. I tried to act cool. There were
many people when I arrived at the auditorium for orientation. The band played
music. Last year I would have freaked out at the number of people, the loud
music, and the pressure to behave at my best. I probably would have tried to
escape to avoid sensory overload and a meltdown. This time I was not bothered
by the crowds like I used to be. I was able to sit quietly and listen to the
talks. I even went around to different classrooms to learn about the different
departments. I was saintly during each talk. I would like to take journalism
and creative writing. Taking interesting courses is going to be awesome. I am
excited for high school.
Learning to sit well is so important for
success in school. I progress daily as I become more part of society. I am
making peace with my difficult body by getting better at waiting for my mind to
have a say on how I act. Naturally I can’t control certain reactions my body
makes. I am a slave to impulses and obsessions. I struggle to use my mind to
plan a different motor plan to counteract my body’s bad behaviors. Lately I am beginning
to see my mind win more battles over my actions. I am learning from experience
how to manage my unruly body better. Making my body peaceful is freeing me to
be able to do a lot more. I am looking forward to going to high school next
year.
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