Monday, May 16, 2011

Blank Pages (5.16.11)

He looks at me with blank eyes.

Oh, Alex, this is the tenth time I have taught you the ABC’s!

Every night he goes to bed thinking that he knows it, but in the morning, his mind is, once again, like the blank page of a book. I remember when the doctor told us that he had autism. I cried, I was angry, but I have grown used to it, now. I teach him to the best of my ability but part of me wonders if he will ever learn, or will his mind always be filled with blank pages?

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