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Sams Story

AUTISM AND CHRISTMAS JUST DO NOT MIX

Having an autistic child is a challenge. Having an autistic child during the holidays is a realization that your world is so much harder.

Watching children open presents with happy faces and shear excitement, while you watch yours not even taking notice. So you coax him to open just one, and you even help him open it only to turn around and see him twisting a tree light out of its socket.

A relative jokes, "Santa should have bought him a light bulb."

When the relatives leave, you're left confused with a wild child.

There's no time to cry, but you do anyway for you know something is desperately wrong with your child.

So you tell his doctor what a horrible Christmas you had.

And his doctor says, "Next year don't put up any decorations of any sorts."

And you say, "How can you not decorate for Christmas?"

He says, "You have too. You have to for your child's sake.

So for the rest of your child's life, holidays will hold a new meaning.

But you can't help thinking about the mistakes one can make with an autistic child.

So you write it down and turn it into a song.

AUTISM AND CHRISTMAS by Amy Ames

Autism and Christmas just do not mix.
Our son went ballistic. It was a sad sight to witness.
Too much stimulation, decorations and gifts.
I think next Christmas we'll just sing bible hymns.

Well, this Christmas we spent with Grandma Alice.
She spent the whole month decorating for the kids.
And in an instance, our son Sam, may I mention, stole Christmas
And the label of Autism.

Autism and Christmas just do not mix.
Our son went ballistic. It was a sad sight to witness.
Too much stimulation, decorations and gifts.
I think next Christmas we'll just sing bible hymns.

No sooner as we got inside, we heard footsteps on the roof.
The kids got excited and yelled, "Hay, that's Rudolf's hooves!"
We all ran outside to view a scary sight.
There hanging off the edge was Sam unscrewing all the Christmas lights.

Autism and Christmas just do not mix.
Our son went ballistic. It was a sad sight to witness.
Too much stimulation, decorations and gifts.
I think next Christmas we'll just sing bible hymns.

At last, Santa came with presents and good cheer.
It wasn't long before we noticed Sammy wasn't here.
He was found holding a taillight and a grill.
Oh my Lord, he striped Santa's automobile.

Autism and Christmas just do not mix.
Our son went ballistic. It was a sad sight to witness.
Too much stimulation, decorations and gifts.
I think next Christmas we'll just sing bible hymns.

Then, Sammy took the presents and stacked them like a tower.
When we got close to them, he screamed and hollered.
Grandma Alice got tired and said she had to rest.
That's when Sam took apart all her toilets.

Autism and Christmas just do not mix
Our son went ballistic. It was a sad sight to witness.
Too much stimulation, decorations and gifts.
I think next Christmas we'll just sing bible hymns.

Well, it was time for the family to leave,
No one doubted Sammy's disability.
"And can you imagine," said Grandma Alice at the door,
"Tomorrow's Sam's birthday, and he's only turning four.

Autism and Christmas just do not mix
Our son went ballistic. It was a sad sight to witness.
Too much stimulation, decorations and gifts.
I think next Christmas we'll just sing bible hymns.

To hear the song go to: www.AmyAmes.com

 

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