See Sam Run
A Mother's Story of Autism
Publication Year: 2008
Published by: University of North Texas Press
Table of Contents
SOME GIRLS DREAM OF BECOMING A MOM, but I wasn’t one of them. I wanted to play the piano ever since I was six years old and heard my Aunt Helen play Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata. I was nine when I started class piano lessons. In the beginning, I practiced at home on a cardboard keyboard my teacher...
“HE’S GOT SOME VERBS HERE. That’s something,” Nancy said, adjusting her glasses to look through the list of fifty words. She explained that Sam was almost a year behind in normal language development. “It won’t be as hard since he’s using some...
MARK AND I VACILLATED OVER WHETHER we could afford to spend two long semesters in Rochester. Summer school seemed feasible. Either way, we’d need more money in the bank. I applied to the state arts agency and a nonprofit arts advocacy group. I....
WE RETURNED TO THE NIMBUS GRAY SKIES of an upstate New York winter with our Christmas bounty, including several new toys for the boys and more winter clothes, something we didn’t collect much of while living in California. Sam received three half-hour...
DURING OUR FIRST WEEKS back in Sacramento in the fall of 1992, we sought out many of the sort of services for Sam, both from the school and in the community, that resembled the impressive programs we saw in Syracuse. Sam attended kindergarten in the morning. The special education...
THIS SUMMER, MY MOM WON FIRST PRIZE on a book about me when I was very young. The book is getting published in a year or two. The newspaper already reported her results and her pictures with me in the newspaper. I now have to write about my life...