When Greta Thunberg began to take the stage as an autistic climate change activist, the world took notice. My reaction was one of powerful pride, not just as an autistic adult, but as a former autistic girl. Here was an articulate, passionate, brilliant girl unfocused on fame and fashion, who wasn’t going to let the weight of the NT world crush her or keep her from speaking out!
I've always known that something was different about me. And not in the I’m-growing-up-and-everyone’s-weird kind of way, either. It’s also very possible — no, very probable — that the people close to me picked up on it, too.
"[...] a real effort was made to accommodate various sensory needs and allow the kids in attendance to pursue activities they enjoyed and found interesting. Visual instruction sheets and other adaptations were provided for those who were nonverbal; a variety of stations, all loosely related to the weekly sport theme, were set up to allow for choice; and the event in general was one that encouraged the neurodivergent folks who came – parents and children alike – to have fun and bond with other like-minded people."