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If you are not a child, chances are you would have figured out by now why everybody else finds certain things amusing, even if you don't, and probably discovered that some things seem pretty amusing to you, too. Autism does not mean 'mental retardation', Sigmund. We figure out sarcasm and we're capable of humor, because we're not 4 years old anymore.
Oh. Often I've seen threads on here saying about how we find it hard to understand jokes and sarcasm and even metaphors. I personally don't, but it must be common in grown-ups too if it's often thrown around a lot on WP.
Most 4-year-olds don't always get sarcasm and jokes, NT or Aspie. When I was little, my brother used to say ''no!'' in that sarcastic voice, and his mate always used to think he really meant ''no''.
Fours are pretty much equal. The extremely, seriously non-verbal autistic may stand out as such by four, but most of us are just starting to show. A brilliant four-year-old NT may be tying his own shoes. My daughter's kindergarten required shoe-tying as a prerequisite -- I suppose they'd still have allowed a child to come to school if he or she couldn't do it (especially if wearing velcro-tab sneakers), but a child past the fifth birthday is expected to, and the expectation is a signal to parents to work on it with them before they start to school, and if it becomes noticeable that they can't, they'll haul them in for evaluation. I was still needing someone else to tie my shoes when I was in second grade. I knew that I was slow on that, but in 1950 or so, that wasn't a criterion for anything.
There are _bunches_ of ways we fall behind the NTs (and bunches of ways that many of us are ahead of them): I was reading flash card words at 2 1/2 (My mother stayed home and tutored older kids who were having trouble reading in school: she had given up teaching when I was born, but was a crackerjack reading teacher, especially.) I just picked it up without her having to teach me, by watching her and the "big" kids. The only work she'd ever deliberately done with me was the alphabet, and that was more like playing with the baby to her, with alphabet blocks. But she couldn't teach me to catch a ball. I did learn to tie my shoes, eventually, but I still can't catch an object flying in my direction.
The following I probably should paste into TextEdit and keep: I've used it a number of times on this forum, and hate having to type it all over again: I'm lazy.
Tony Attwood said that a diagnosis of Asperger's is like a thousand-piece jigsaw puzzle. Some of the pieces have one straight side, and some of them have two straight sides forming a corner. You get all those out and put them together. Then you work on the pieces with four wiggly sides, and when you have 800 pieces in place, you have your diagnosis. That leaves 200 pieces lying around the table for the NTs or other autistics to have. And when somebody else does another version of the puzzle, there might be a different 200 pieces left out. There are a lot of different ways to be an Aspie.