Life for a modern child is anything but simple.
No time now for lying in the sun gazing up at clouds.
Or riding your bike around to a mate's house,
To see if they want to go swimming.
No billycarts,
Or cubbies in the bush on the vacant block next door.
No time or space,
For solitude.
For 'Aspie' kids those were the halcyon days.
Well....compared to now.
Then you were just the 'odd', 'brainy' kid who collected stuff,
And maybe talked in that weird voice.
You had the security of structure and certainty.
While you could be the plaything of the school bully.
So were other kids.
The bright blinking screens, ear piercing squeals of fluorescent lights,
And stomach churning, smelly whiteboard textas,
Were still to come.
The most distressing things then,
We're competing in the school sports carnival,
The smell of Perkins paste,
And the sound of a teacher's finger nail,
Inadvertently dragged across the blackboard.
People seemed to move slower.
Aspie kids did not have to resort,
To escaping into their cyber worlds.
They could always hide away with the Famous Five,
In an adventure story, behind the weather shed.
But now if our Aspie kids are to be out,
In this modern hurly, burly,
Being overloaded by the very things that provide them solace.
It seems that medication is their only ticket to acceptance.
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