Stories with a relatable experience…

When I was working for my sons school (about 3 ish years ago now) I went on a course to become an ELSA (Emotional Support Literary Assistant (or something similar, my brains a little fuzzy on the exact words). One of the subjects covered on the course was how useful stories were as a tool for explaining situations to children that they perhaps might not understand if told directly. This has hit and miss use with Children with Autism, as directness is often the best approach (most don’t do subtle). That said though, its been useful with my other children.

I’ve written a few stories to help my kids remember to do things, (Dirty Dragons: Help remember to tidy their room) (Belly Button Fluff Monster: Personal Hygene) and so on, but my favorite so far is the following;

I’ve got a Brother
he’s different from me
not just in his looks,
but in the way that he sees.

Where I see a spilt drink
or some food mixed together
he sees a tidal wave
or the worst problem ever!

He sees disaster in running out of crisps
and runs from the room at the sound of a whisk

But he’s still my brother,
though different I’d claim.
but no matter our diffence,
I still love him the same.

 

I’ve got a Brother
he’s different, understand
not just in his behaviour
but in the way that he stands.

When I’m watching the telly
I sit still,and I’m calm,
but he runs around the room
and he flaps both his arms.

He gets over-excited and wont sit or linger
he makes funny noises, and wiggles his fingers.

But he’s still my brother,
though different I’d claim.
but no matter our diffence,
I still love him the same.
I’ve got a Brother
he’s different its true
not just in his sentences
but the words he may choose

Whilst some might be careful
and choose words that are kind
He may just blurt out
the first words in his mind.

“I don’t like this food, it makes my bum smelly!”
or “you look like you’ve got a baby in your belly!”

But he’s still my brother,
though different I’d claim.
but no matter our diffence,
I still love him the same.
I’ve got a Brother
he’s different I’ve heard
not just in his hearing
but in the way he hears our words.

We often use phrases
that arent exactly what we say
whilst we understand that
he doesnt see it that way

So we should be careful around him and try not to scoff
when he freaks out at the thought, of “laughing your head off”

But he’s still my brother,
though different I’d claim.
but no matter our diffence,
I still love him the same.
I’ve got a Brother
He’s different I’ve found
not just in his focus
when he’s in cloud cuckoo land.

When my parents call for me
I come straight away
but sometimes when they call him
He’s gone half a day.

When he’s being a superhero, with his supercloak unfurled
its like he’s inside a bubble, and switched off the outside world.

But he’s still my brother,
though different I’d claim.
but no matter our diffence,
I still love him the same.
I’ve got a brother
He’s different I’d bet
And its never more evident
than when he’s upset.

When I’m sad I’m grumpy
Or I scream doom and gloom.
When he’s sad he’s quiet
and he hides in his room.

its not that he’s ok, he just cant explain his feelings
but inside he’s screaming, and running on the ceiling

But he’s still my brother,
though different I’d claim.
but no matter our diffence,
I still love him the same.
I’ve got a Brother
and I’m glad that he came.
He’s Autistic, but really,
I still love him the same.

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