Personal Narrative: Communication With A Child With Autism
Ring. The doorbell sound echoed throughout the house, finding its way to its owner inside.
I looked around the unfamiliar environment. The air smelled like Florida’s oceanside and tall green palm trees swayed in the wind.
My friend opened the door and welcomed my family and me inside with a warm smile. In the living room, I saw a two year old boy watching television. His mom called him repeatedly, but he didn’t answer. I observed him walking on his tiptoes or running around or not listen to his parents.
After learning that he was Autistic, I became uncomfortable, confused and frightened. I did not know what Autism was and how to interact and communicate with a child with Autism. What if I say or do something wrong when trying to engage
I looked around the unfamiliar environment. The air smelled like Florida’s oceanside and tall green palm trees swayed in the wind.
My friend opened the door and welcomed my family and me inside with a warm smile. In the living room, I saw a two year old boy watching television. His mom called him repeatedly, but he didn’t answer. I observed him walking on his tiptoes or running around or not listen to his parents.
After learning that he was Autistic, I became uncomfortable, confused and frightened. I did not know what Autism was and how to interact and communicate with a child with Autism. What if I say or do something wrong when trying to engage