The Rain Man Thing

I get tired of people calling me a saint or some kind of miracle worker. The reason Booga is where he is, isn't because of me alone. It's God, some good teachers and some good mental health case workers, an understanding family, a good husband- and good kids and then me- that has gotten him where he is...

This miracle took place- by no means-from my hand alone.

The "Rain-man" thing...Oh the "Rain-man" thing is the worst. I pulled him out of a play at school because I could over hear the parents at this little "exaggerated one room school house" whispering, "Oh, that's that Autistic kid." And so forth. I got really tired of the mentality that went along with their narrow-minded small town prejudices.
I had to explain he wasn't a "savant", to the point where I would just smile and nod- I was so tired of it- the effort to inform them wasn't worth my strength.

He isn't some kind of side show freak...He's not "Rain-man"....He's not going to tell you what happened on the day you were born... I always felt like I could hear people shifting around in their seats when he would come out with other kids so that they could get a better listen or look at the "Autistic kid".
I mean, I'm glad it became a topic of discussion in the United States and that people are taking note of it. However, I get really tired however of my son being this "novelty".