Funkonovo/Allison's autism Blog

The Christmas Story The Christmas Story:  Who is This Jesus? Being a Christian, I want to share my faith during this Christmas season. It is my hope you will read it with an open mind. Blessed and Merry Christmas! ~autisticaplanet It was nearly midnight. Johnny sat beside the fireplace with his chin in the palm of his hand. Silent night played low on the radio. He stared into it, watching the tubes glow orange. Mom and dad had gone to bed a few hours earlier along with his siblings. He had solemnly held his candle during Christmas Eve service. About a hundred or so candles were all that lit the sanctuary as hymns were sung and the liturgy was spoken. Everything seemed to warmly glow this Christmas Eve, but for Johnny, all he felt were shivers. He thought about all the naughty things he had done this year. Mom had even told him that Santa wouldn’t bring him any gifts this year after she caught him smashing the neighbor’s large jack o’lantern. His mom saw him, running between th...

I had my own assumption for my first job. My mom told me I didn't have to prove anything, but she would support my effort to get a job in the summer between my junior and senior year at Office Max. I chose Office Max, because I enjoyed organizing things. I also loved the smell of office and school products so much so as to take a stroll down the school supply asile at the supermarket or hardware store. I loved picking out my supplies from the list the school sent. I even had a play office kit my mom got me from a catalog. I assumed that there wouldn't be the hecticness of a grocery store due to the nature of the products sold. Those assumptions were proven wrong my first day. I started in July of 1996. Back to school shopping was already beginning. Office Max has the type of ceiling that amplifies sounds, so the screaming and crying of small children sounded like it was being played through speakers. There was a file I had to open with a combination lock that stuck. It work...