Tim za socijalno uključivanje i smanjenje siromaštva

Brother.

Author: Anita Erker (Social Inclusion Blog)

“You’ll see, it’s not so bad. He is a completely normal boy,” she says.

“Common don’t look at your feet, it’s not anything bad, and there is nothing for you to understand,” she feels out loud.

I was six when I found out that he would be six forever.

“Maybe he will be playing more when he grows up, but he is your brother, and even when he is not showing it, you have to know that he loves you,” she says still mixing the roll cake filling.

That is my brother.

That is a person who knows how to be a brother. A child in the mind of an adult, a kid in a body of a grown man. A young man who, today, the same as before, loves that roll cake to his very core.

The sweetness of child deserts and sherbet in shape of a man. (…)

Brother.

Born in 1986, on the day celebrated by practical jokers everywhere.

Tall, wise, and blunt.

Ready for laughter, games, and celebration; ready for joy – not only his but everyone’s.

Loyal and honest, too honest when observing. Careful and creative. Wound up. Essentially wound up and smilingly-anxious. A ticking time bomb ready to receive mistakes. Strong enough to snap at you, since because of you, he is not happy. This belief in the veracity of an act, in promises. Don’t you dare tell autism you want something, if you don’t want it. Don’t let autism take your word for something, if your words flow fluently with imagination. Don’t try to say to autism that something is impossible, if it knows that it is not.

So my dear non-autistic world, there’s the rub.

Autism reflects the unwillingness of the context (material, human, and spiritual) to admit to itself the truth that it follows and/or can follow. To be autistic means to have your own world. To have your own world means that you do not accept someone else’s, which is already built. Built means being capable of building. Autism reflects the inability to construct anything else but oneself in that world. Autism smashes the mirror every time you try to upgrade its built-in world. Do not touch anything that belongs to the child. Do not mess with the pace of life. Do not improve something which cannot be improved. Try the pace. Win the pace over with your own, loyally.

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The text in its entirety can be found on the Social Inclusion Blog.