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A Blessing and a Curse: Autism and Me by Caiseal Mór

By Caiseal Mór

Becoming up in Australia within the Nineteen Seventies, Caiseal Mor used to be labelled 'retarded' and 'an idiot', and his mom and dad have been resulted in think that actual punishment may possibly remedy his autism. during this brave and appealing autobiography, Mor vividly captures his early reports of dissociation from his actual life - a typical response by way of young children being affected by repeated abuse - and a few of the personas by which he lived via in his teenagers and early maturity - the Mahjee, Charles P. Puddlejumper, Marco Polo and Chameleon Feeble. The rocky direction in the direction of researching his precise id and eventually accepting himself takes him on a religious pilgrimage through numerous diversified international locations, as soon as approximately getting stuck unwittingly sporting medications over the Moroccan border; forming relationships with humans he meets yet quite often misjudges; to the revelation - the awakening - of affection and attractiveness.

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I’d fly into terrible rages if my concentration was interrupted. The rages were truly awful. I’d have the strength of ten men and I could do as much damage as twenty. I threw chairs about. I ripped books in half. I hated books because Mother used to hit me with them. I’d grab them off her and toss them at the windows. She told me that in my early years I used to punch and kick her but she soon put a stop to that. 39 Mother worked out the best way to deal with my violence was to pick me up and slam me into a wall to knock the wind out of me.

He was free to come and go as he pleased. My parents threatened him but they couldn’t touch him. In my heart I begged him to take me away into the bush. Long after midnight, when the moon had set, I heard another koala calling in the distance. Before dawn the King made his way cautiously down the trunk and skittered off into the bush. I didn’t see him go. It was too dark. He must have been a long way off when he called out again to say farewell. His scent was already dissipating. I crawled under the mosquito net and cried myself to sleep.

I longed to go off and learn his language. I wanted to be a koala. On the second night he bellowed again. I ached to answer him but I didn’t dare. I was too frightened of the consequences to make even the slightest sound. Under my breath I mimicked his words. I took note of every little nuance. His call was like a wonderful poem to me. I now know that’s exactly what it was – a love poem. He was acting out the koala mating ritual: looking for a female. But I couldn’t have known that then. On the third night the breeze blew up from the gully and I revelled in his strong marsupial scent, something similar to eucalyptus crossed with 28 a hint of freshly turned soil.

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