Murses.

[chalice]

poem

tldr.

Retard.

[megabyteme]

tldr.

Retard.

[OlegL]

This thread is about bags that people carry? I used to carry a bag when I was a college student. If I get readmitted into college, I will start carrying a bag again. I don't know anything about bag brands though. I never heard of Beene Attache before.

[chalice]

This thread is about bags that people carry? I used to carry a bag when I was a college student. If I get readmitted into college, I will start carrying a bag again. I don't know anything about bag brands though. I never heard of Beene Attache before.

This thread is about so much more than that. It's more about you than any manbag.

This is the last time I'm ever gonna tolerate you, Olegl. Be warned. I don't fuck about.

[OlegL]

This thread is about bags that people carry? I used to carry a bag when I was a college student. If I get readmitted into college, I will start carrying a bag again. I don't know anything about bag brands though. I never heard of Beene Attache before.

This thread is about so much more than that. It's more about you than any manbag.

This is the last time I'm ever gonna tolerate you, Olegl. Be warned. I don't fuck about.

"If you are what you say you are, a superstar, then have no fear... 'cause the lights are on..."

[chalice]

This thread is about so much more than that. It's more about you than any manbag.

This is the last time I'm ever gonna tolerate you, Olegl. Be warned. I don't fuck about.

"If you are what you say you are, a superstar, then have no fear... 'cause the lights are on..."

Now you're mine, retard.

There is no diagnostic for Jewish Asperger's kids. They lack the foresight and the foreskin.

Where did my schmuck go?

All over the internets.

[Artemis]

[chalice]

I asked my daughter to relate her thoughts on bullies on word. Context free.

Well...from my perspective, I think people think I’m crazy. I mean, at school, whenever I come close to someone, they’d immediately run away, which personally insults me slightly in my mind. I don’t know why, but the fact is that it does. It’s strange to me.

Yet I’m proud I’m an aspie. For me, it’s what’s makes me different than other children, because I have a lesser chance of failing important tests than others because of my mind. For me, Aspergers is what has made me smarter than others. It’s my personal dream to be a video game designer, and I think right now I am ok with computers and rather good in maths, both vital qualifications for the video game business. I also find getting ideas rather easy, and I have a pretty good knowledge of video games.

I think people think of me as strange. I do occasionally ramble on about random things (although I have no idea why), act strangely around other people, and although I am said to have a brilliant singing voice, I hate singing in front of other people. I stay away from others, and when its break time and lunch break, I don’t play with others unless there in my class, for they have got used to my strange acts and attitude, at least, that’s what I think.

By now you’re probably thinking, “Could this really be written by a 10 year old?” The answer, yes. But that is not the point. The point is, this is a document written by an aspie who wants to express her feelings, and this is my expression. Writing a complicated document to adults. I don’t know how I’m getting the ideas to write on, but I am still writing. Which I think is the point of writing anything that isn’t work, from writing a novel, to writing a letter to your best friends. You get the ideas in your mind, and write your favourite ones down until your mind has no ideas for that day.

People with bad judgement would think of people with autism as freaks in human form. If I had met any of these people, then I’d say that Sherlock Holmes is said to have autism. Hopefully, they would understand me and change they’re mind. Those who don’t – well, I would simply walk away and take no notice, no matter of the name-calling... and if they happen to call me a nerd or a geek, I would take it as a compliment. But then, that’s just me. Perhaps another autistic person would burst into tears. I don’t know. I can’t read peoples’ minds. It’s hard for me to even recognize someone’s feelings. I have no idea why. But then again, it’s my nature. I’m born different in mind.

I guess that’s all. You can remember this if you wish. This is the end of my speech. I hope you enjoyed reading it. Goodbye

I reckon Olegl could gather some kinda direction from this. If he doesn't, then I blame the barbarism of his parents.

[megabyteme]

Erendira, my daughter, will post her thoughts tomorrow.

I've been waiting for this. Thank you for fulfilling your promise to do so, my friend.

First, a quick examination of her writing...

Outside of a couple mistakes with their/they're and its/it's, her writing is nearly flawless. Her ability to express her thoughts, and recognize the differences between herself, and "the others" is quite good for a college junior (roughly 3 years of university study *as an essay* and approximately 20 years in maturity) and yet alone a "disabled" 10 year old. Her paragraph structure is solid, and appropriately divided. Her self-awareness is obvious, and she is open to sharing those thoughts with her audience. While outsiders may remain somewhat mysterious, and unknown, she makes those points clear to the reader. Of course, research is a different area of writing- one I expect she would also excel in, but I have no way to determine that level of writing from this piece.

There's A LOT in this essay that takes older students years to develop, and be able to express clearly. I was surprised at how much other students struggled- my personal difficulty came from not wanting to reveal much of my personal life. Ironically, once I did, it not only became easier to write, but also began to strike greater interest with my audience. By the time I reached graduate school, I found myself a parent of a Down's Syndrome son. It is impossible to express one's thoughts as a father to such an audience without opening up all of the deeply emotional insights one gains from such an experience. At the age of 10, Erendira has already learned how to share what it is like to be "different"- that is something that takes a great amount of courage to share with strangers.

I recently completed my Master's in Communication, and have read and critiqued many fellow students' work over the years. Her writing is a joy to read- as must she to be around. Please sincerely thank her for her thoughts, and pay her my due respect for her talent.

And, thanks again for sharing your daughter's work, Chalice.

[chalice]

I swear to fucking christ that my only advice was to break up her paragraphs.

True story.