Do You Think This Is Strange? (2015) - Plot & Excerpts
SASKIA IN MY MIND Saskia has seen my bedroom. I have seen hers. Back when our parents still made us put on pyjamas before one of us had to leave, we would retreat to the bedroom and ignore each other like very good friends should do. Within the slim definition of “play” that applies to autistic children, Saskia Stiles and I played. We bounced around rooms at Excalibur House, without bumping into each other, without talking to each other, without interacting with each other. Most people thought we were ignoring each other, but if you asked me what I did for the day, I would have told you that I played with Saskia. She would have said the same. When we played, I was happy. She let me do the things that I wanted to do, with no other demands. I let her do the things that she wanted to do, with no other demands. We were glad for each other’s company. It was enough. Communities form from their shared experiences, good or bad.
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