Head scrunched down, Tommy meticulously filled the entire two sides of the sketch book with geometric shapes. The precision of the freehand ink drawing was remarkable, with the perfect circles seeming exactly the same size no matter where on the page they fell. Finished, he handed the book to his mother who in turn handed it to the teacher. Tommy looked expressionlessly out of the window.
“Yes, Mrs. Walker, Tommy’s is an amazing talent, but he needs to communicate with the world.”
“Ah, but he does. This drawing is of his favorite pinball table. I think he wants to play.”
Originally I had thought of this for Autism Awareness Month, but it some how took a turn towards The Who…
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