The local radio stations must have decreed that today would be an 80’s soundtrack day.
(Which is to say it was a great music day!)
“Circle in the Sand” — Belinda Carlisle
“Red, Red Wine” — UB40 cover
“”Don’t Get Me Wrong” — The Pretenders
I was singing in my car all day long. Every song brought me right back to a specific time and/or place.
In the car tonight, Madonna’s “Lucky Star” came on the radio.
“Ah, 1983,” I said.
“Who IS this?” Lilly asked.
“Madonna. This was from her debut album.”
“Is Madonna still alive?” she asked.
“How old is she?”
“She must be in her late fifties,” I answered.
“She is old.”
And so it begins.
Today is World Autism Awareness Day.
It is, like most things, controversial in the autism community. A subject for another day.
The reason I don’t wear blue is simple.
The person I love who is on the autism spectrum despises this initiative.
Ben used to think it was cool. Cool that people all over the world were recognizing a day to be aware of autism.
His middle school, which is a great school and was a wonderful place for him, encourages students to wear blue by rewarding their behaviour. They get points for their yearlong good behaviour program (named something else) if they wear blue.
Not inherently bad.
As Ben pointed out, “they are only doing this for the stickers. It’s not like they are actually nice or more accepting of me and my autism. So it’s totally fake.”
That’s what Ben said. He said they weren’t accepting.
Maybe he’s on to something.
So out of respect.
And because we accept Ben.
No blue here at Beit Schorr.
Except for Lilly.
Who wants the points.
And, as Ben also remarked,
“she, of all people, totally deserves those points.”