Vacation – Brother’s Point of View

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I was really excited about going to Sea World.

I love animals.

We don’t live anywhere near a Sea World so this would be a great chance to see animals up close that I only see on tv.

We got to see a beluga whale, which I didn’t know could be trained.

Of course, we saw dolphins.

The best part was the orca show.

I really wanted an orca stuffed animal to take home with me, to show my friends that I had been to Sea World.

I’m not sure if Shamu is a boy or a girl.

I’m going to find out!

There was pizza for lunch.

All you can eat.

I also got a huge ice cream, later on, to cool down.

It was a little hot.

We didn’t sit in any splash zones, so we didn’t get to cool down that way.

I thought it would be fun to watch some boat races, but it was too hot out in the sun.

We saw a climbing tower and me and my brother started a competition for who could climb through it the fastest.

I won one time; he won the other.

It was a great day.

Then, we had to go home.

The best part was that we got to go swimming afterward.

The worst part was that I didn’t get a Shamu.

My friends might not believe that I went.

Maybe I can show them some of the pictures my mom took on her phone.

Vacation

2014-07-22 17.34.30-2.jpgThis year for vacation, we went to San Antonio, Texas.

We went to visit my mom’s family.

They speak Spanish and English.

I was in a Spanish club in third grade after school.

Some people say that I have a good memory and should be able to learn Spanish easily.

I don’t know about that.

I tried to learn Spanish on Duo Lingo.

It’s an app that helps a person learn a language.

The person can earn points and badges.

I like games that let me earn badges.

But after the easy words, I had a hard time getting points.

I kept getting the answers wrong.

I also couldn’t pronounce things very well.

When we were in San Antonio, which was my first time being in the state of Texas (I wrote it down in my journal of places I have visited), it was very hot.

Everyone there kept saying that it was not hot because it was not over 100 degrees.

I disagree.

It was hot to me.

Sometimes, we had to eat food that I didn’t like.

Enchiladas, or tacos, or refried beans.

Guacamole, my mom’s favorite.

I don’t mean to be rude, but no way!

I don’t understand why, when I don’t eat these foods at home, I have to eat them when we are on vacation.

We stayed in a hotel with a pool.

Every afternoon, we would swim.

That was fun.

I made up games to play with my brother and sister.

I also make obstacle courses and timed myself.

We spent time with my mom’s family.

I was named after her uncle.

He’s actually her great uncle.

He’s big.

And loud.

He’s also very nice.

I didn’t always like the food he gave us to eat.

He took us on a ride on his golf cart.

That was fun.

We saw cows and horses.

I don’t like to touch animals though.

They are dirty, so I don’t want to touch them.

We went to Sea World.

I liked the climbing play park they had there.

Most of the time we had to watch shows.

They were really, really boring.

I got hungry and started to feel very upset.

When I don’t eat, my blood sugar drops and I start to feel very upset about everything.

At school, I can eat snacks any time I want.

My mom had the school write it down so it’s official.

When we are not home, sometimes I can get very hungry.

I was also very tired because of how hot it was.

We went into the shade to cool off.

I wanted to lie down – I was so tired.

Mom told me that I could not lie down in public.

She said I had to make my body match everyone else around us.

What if they were not tired, but I was?

How is that fair?

I finally got something to eat.

Eventually, I felt a little better that I could walk around again.

We left early though.

We do that a lot.

I was happy when we got back to the hotel and got to swim in the pool.

I had had enough for that day.

Summer Camps

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Each summer, I get to go to two camps.

Two summers ago, I got to go to a math camp and a K’nex camp.

Last summer, I went to Lego camp and cartooning camp.

I created a whole book of cartoons.

I learned about Charles Schultz.

He created the Peanuts cartoons.

My mom got me a lot of Calvin and Hobbes books.

I think they are extremely funny.

There are a few that I don’t think are funny – I don’t actually understand them.

The first camp I went to this summer was a robotics camp.

One of my friends, Johnny, from fifth grade, who was in seminar with me, was there.

The teacher was also a teacher I will have in the middle school.

Johnny and I got to be on a team together.

We completed robot challenges.

We had to make our robot drive into Sonic to get a cheeseburger and drive back out without crashing into anything.

Another time, we had to have our robot drive on a black line through cups, but not crash into the cups.

At the end, we battled robots.

I would go to this camp again.

I had fun.

I went to cartooning camp again too.

This summer, I just drew more and read more comics.

It was fun.

I laughed a lot at the other students’ comics.

They laughed at mine too.

Here is a picture of one of my cartoons:

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Swim Camp

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My mom signed me up for a swimming camp, which was the first way that I wasn’t bored this summer.

I am okay at swimming.

Not great.

My band teacher coaches the swim team.

I like my band teacher, but not enough to join the swim team.

Jimmy was there.

We were in the same third, fourth, and fifth grade classes.

We were in seminar together too.

But for some reason, he didn’t talk to me at all while we were at swim camp.

He was put in a lower group than me.

He shouldn’t feel bad about that, though.

He was learning, just like I was.

I tried to say “hi!”

But he didn’t “think with his eyes,” which is what my speech teacher taught me to do, when I want to get someone’s attention.

My swim teacher was really nice.

He was a boy.

I talked to him about video games.

Sometimes he had to work with the other students in the middle of my talking to him about video games.

I guess he was busy teaching other kids how to swim.

I passed a Level 3 at the end of the week.

My brother had to repeat Level 1 twice and finally finished Level 2, even though he took swim camp one more time that I did.

I hope he doesn’t feel bad about that.

He was just doing the best he could.

They don’t let you pass a Level 2 until you are ready to put your face in the water.

I learned that last summer.

Pool Party – Sara’s Point of View

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Mom said that I could have a pool party to celebrate the end of the school year.

She said it had to be small.

She said I didn’t have to share the pool with my sister either.

Yes!

So I started to make a list.

I could invite six people.

We talked it over at lunch, Hannah and Katie, and me.

We put three boys on the list.

A party with boys!

Hannah wanted to invite Ryan.

Katie asked me to ask Joey.

I invited Jacob.

He’s nice.

He’s really, really smart.

I like how smart he is in math.

I am going to be in seminar with him next year and am really proud that I passed the testing to get in.

Everyone accepted my invitation.

I was so excited that I forgot to help my mom with the food.

I got out all of the pool toys.

I wanted to make sure everyone had a good time.

I wore my new bathing suit.

When Jacob arrived, he jumped right in the pool and started to make up games.

They were fun.

He’s really funny.

He’s not really someone I can “talk to.”

I have my Hannah and Katie for that.

But if I want to play a game, or do some math, or talk about music, Jacob is great.

I like talking about those things.

Sometimes.

He’s very easy to be around, even if he isn’t always interested in what I have to say.

I know he is not trying to be mean.

I cannot wait for sixth grade to start!

Pool Party

003.JPGI was invited to a party.

It was for a girl who was in my class in fourth grade, but was not in my class in fifth grade.

She’s really happy that she’s going to be in gifted seminar with me next year, in sixth grade.

I knew a few of the kids that were at the party.

My mom went to the party with me, but she did not swim.

I don’t know why she came to a pool party, but didn’t swim.

But I was glad that she was there.

We were swimming, but then chose to use the slip and slide.

I fell and hit my head.

It really hurt.

I couldn’t stop crying because of how much it hurt.

My mom helped me calm down and get back to the party.

I didn’t like the things they had there to eat.

There were vegetables and dip.

Too slimy.

There were potato chips to go with meat sandwiches.

Yum – yuck.

I ate potato chips and apple juice.

Guess it was a good thing I ate before we came to the party.

I have to do that a lot.

Most people don’t serve food that I like.

It’s too spicy, or slippery, or a vegetable.

I am better than I was, at eating.

But there’s no way that I’m eating broccoli.

I read one time that it might cure autism.

I am not willing to take the chance that that was just a rumor.

I’d have to suffer through eating broccoli and nothing would come of it.

And maybe I don’t want to “be cured.”

Autism makes me who I am.

After eating, we had a really fun time in the pool.

I invented a game.

I do that often.

For a while, everyone played my game.

Then they didn’t.

It was okay for a while, because I kept playing by myself.

Then it got a little boring.

I couldn’t find my friend who had invited me, so I asked my mom if we could leave.

She said I had to say thank you and goodbye.

I said this to a woman and then to my friend.

(I think the woman was her mom, but I am not sure).

That was another nice celebration at the end of fifth grade.

Tourette Syndrome

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Tourette Syndrome is when someone doesn’t want to do a certain thing, but sometimes they do it, but they don’t want to do it.

Sometimes it just happens.

My friend was diagnosed with Tourette’s.

Other people had trouble understanding him.

I didn’t.

I even wrote an essay about how it’s important to understand when others have something tough to deal with.

I think that maybe this is like me and Aspergers.

Other students tried to bug him.

When he asked them to stop, they just did whatever was bugging him more or louder.

That’s bullying.

I didn’t do that.

One time, I asked them to stop.

They didn’t listen to me either.

But later, my friend said, “thank you.”

I think he was glad that I told them to stop too.

It’s not fair that they won’t stop doing something that bothers him.

When I am humming and don’t realize it, and he tells me to stop, I do.

It annoys him.

Lots of things annoy me and I like when other people stop doing those things.

Like calling me a nickname, or not paying attention to the teacher, eating slimy foods, or saying things that make others pay attention to me: like my hair, or how tall I am, or what I’m wearing.

It’s being a good friend when you listen to what someone is asking.

This has nothing to do with having Tourette Syndrome.