Posts Tagged ‘Autism’

A  Plea

They call me ugly.

They call me names.

But I don’t cry.

I feel nothing.

They call me ugly.

They call me names.

I feel sad.

I feel mad.

But I don’t cry.

I feel scared,

Oh so scared

Of thunder and lightning

But I don’t cry.

I feel different.

So please stop.

That’s not nice.

Don’t be mean.

I have muscles.

And I don’t cry.

I feel nothing.

By Mr. Kramer’s and Mrs. Williams’ classes

The students, ages 18-22,  all won my heart.I had the honor of visiting two classrooms of students who live with Autism.It all began with my children’s book Wordsworth the Poet.Janet, one of the  students with autism,  found so much comfort and joy with Wordsworth, that she and her family invited me to read Wordsworth the Poet to her classmates. Wordsworth is a little mouse poet and that is the cause of his problem. People make fun of him and call him different. But he continues to be a poet and at the end, his family, friends and villagers accept him for who he is.

“They still cannot understand why Wordsworth is what he is. They still cannot understand

how Wordsworth can feel and see so many things. But they no longer worry about him or make fun of him. Now they look at Wordsworth and say, “Wordsworth is a poet.”

Excerpt from Wordsworth the Poet


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Living with Autism

from : Wordsworth the Poet: I have a new friend who lives with autism and has a site where a lot of information is given on how it is to live with autism. I was surprised to learn why brushing teeth is so difficult, too. It sounds so simple to us, doesn’t it? How very brave of my friend to openly share the life of being autistic…at all ages,  because autism doesn’t go away with age. Thank you, all my newly found autistic friends for starting this conversation in the open so we can all have better knowledge and understanding and we can all become better human beings.



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June with WW books

Wordsworth Inspires New Autistic Friend

Janet, age 20, who lives with autism met  Wordsworth the Poet.She now reads Wordsworth  every night, beginning with my inscriptions. Her family hears her voice as she reads the books ,  word by word.  Her sister who serves me coffee in a coffee shop described the joy on June’s face when she reads Wordsworth.

Janet  said, “I like Wordsworth because the stories are happy stories. A lot of books are not happy books.”

Thank you, Janet, and your family for allowing me to share your friendship with Wordsworth on my blog and FB. Wordsworth just nudged me with a message to you, June.  “Write some poems, Janet,  and send them to me.”


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