That's me all over. :/If I drop a screw, even on carpet, I will hear it and know exactly where it went. Even in the dark. But I can’t hear my wife speaking if the television is on.
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That's me all over. :/If I drop a screw, even on carpet, I will hear it and know exactly where it went. Even in the dark. But I can’t hear my wife speaking if the television is on.
How in the world did you even get a suggestion that you were Autistic that long ago!?! In the USA, nobody had even heard the term ‘Autism’ until the movie “Rainman” in 1988. And even after the movie, everyone thought they understood Autism because they saw Dustin Hoffman counting cards and having a meltdown from missing his favorite T.V. show. I didn’t even know what Asperger’s was until my wife found it on the internet in 2008.I had speech therapy of a sort when I was 7 years old too. Some excerpts from my book:
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My grade 1 teacher told Mum that I had severe learning difficulties and would probably need to go to a special school. Mum thought my grade 1 teacher must have been the one with difficulties, I passed the exams with straight "A"s all the way down the page.
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My grade 2 teacher told Mum that I was dyslexic and that I would probably never learn to read and write, Mum burst out laughing and the teacher got really cross and told Mum that she wasn't taking her child's education seriously. Mum laughed so hard she nearly wet herself. Once again I passed the exams with straight "A"s all the way down the page.
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My grade 3 teacher was one of those truly brilliant teachers that stand out from the crowd, Mrs McFetridge. She was a very strict and stern old lady with her hair done up in a bun but she was also scrupulously fair and very intelligent. I loved her and was terrified of her at the same time. She arranged a meeting with Mum early in the year to discuss my problems. She told Mum that my last two teachers had just been silly young girls that didn't know one end of a baby from the other, she said I had no learning difficulty, in fact quite the opposite, I was bored because I learned too quickly and easily.
She said the problem I had was with reading out loud and she thought I might be "tongue-tied", a situation caused by too short an amount of loose skin under the tongue restricting movement and therefore speech. She told Mum that this could be easily corrected by deliberate exercise and recommended that Mum take me to visit an old friend of hers, a Catholic Priest.
No, that's not headed where you think, my Mum was very good at pretending to be a lot more naive than she was but she wasn't going to leave her little boy alone with a priest. The priest was a very old and very large man and seemed very happy all the time, I liked him. He gave me lessons in public speaking, or more accurately, how to deliver a sermon without the benefit of a microphone, how to make your voice very loud without yelling and how to read at that volume with perfect diction so that even people at the back of the church can hear every word clearly.
Mrs McFetridge also encouraged me by getting me to read stories to the rest of the class. My parents soon regretted my taking those lessons. So did many other people over the years and there's been quite a few girlfriends that will tell you I'm very good at delivering a sermon.
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And the book is a personal thing. I wrote my entire life story, an autobiography, as a way of trying to make sense of my life in a way that would also make sense to others. Some of you might find this helpful too, exorcise a few old ghosts.
Have you ever had a hearing test and mess with nurse and say keep going ? they are shocked most of the time. On my hikes I can hear every detail of the forest. One thing I learned are those damn squirrels and chipmunks are louder then a herd of deer running through the woods.This is true for me too, I have better hearing than most dogs. Literally. When I was living in the bush I relied on my trained hunting hound Ruby to feed me, but my sight and hearing were far better than hers.
When I was 16 I applied for a military cadetship and they put me in a huge soundproof tank to test my hearing. I was the first one to ever score 100%.Have you ever had a hearing test and mess with nurse and say keep going ? they are shocked most of the time.
WowWhen I was 16 I applied for a military cadetship and they put me in a huge soundproof tank to test my hearing. I was the first one to ever score 100%.
We never heard the word Autism before The Rain Man either, but from early childhood I knew I wasn't normal. My parents didn't, they're still in denial today, but I knew.How in the world did you even get a suggestion that you were Autistic that long ago!?! In the USA, nobody had even heard the term ‘Autism’ until the movie “Rainman” in 1988.
My parents also got told something similar, because I either was bored with activities in preschool or displayed symptoms of what later was labelled as possible ADHD and maybe that was autism, because lots of symptoms overlap. Basically I seemed not to pay attention and fidgeted. But... I learnt how to read and calculate on my own before going to school, so my parents laughed off the idea and said I was just bored. Someome said I was "not mature enough for school" but this lady clearly wasn't very bright. Maybe I seemed not to pay attention for the same reasons as I do now? (Autism)My grade 1 teacher told Mum that I had severe learning difficulties and would probably need to go to a special school.
That's a very interesting experience.The priest was a very old and very large man and seemed very happy all the time, I liked him. He gave me lessons in public speaking, or more accurately, how to deliver a sermon without the benefit of a microphone, how to make your voice very loud without yelling and how to read at that volume with perfect diction so that even people at the back of the church can hear every word clearly.
That's actually not a bad idea. Especially the acting part, maybe there are some people skills involved. How to not get talked over or not shy away.There's a positive suggestion for you @vergil96, a little speech therapy might be really helpful to you but I don't suggest going to a pathologist. Seek out your local amateur acting group, they can teach you how to project your voice, how to control your breathing, and a few acting skills. You might make a few friends while you're doing it.