Here Comes Urlee - Tapa blanda

The purpose of this story will enlighten you about a birth defect called autism. Autism, the hidden birth defect, has become a worldwide phenomenon it's been around for many years but undetected. Today one out of every ten thousand children born has been diagnosed to have autism or autistic like characteristics. Through clinical research doctors now have a better understanding as to what this developmental disability has done and the long term affects on these children as they develop much slower than normal children in their own age group. To understand the complexity of birth defects could become a living nightmare. It's two-fold because it consist of many different kinds for instance there's down syndrome called Trisomy 21, cerebral palsy, spinal bifida and cleft palate just to name a few. With each of these birth defects they all have their own physical traits in appearance, which makes their disability more noticeable. Now on the other hand autistic children who also have a disability but for some unexplained reason many will look quite normal, yet in fact they too have a developmental disability. In many cases autistic children appear to be normal with no physical defects, that's why this makes autistic children so hard to distinguish, what separate them from normal children, it's their behavior, it's not normal by society's standard.

First and foremost the author gives all the praise and glory to his divine Lord and savior for giving me a special gift. This magnificent gift came to me in my desire to communicate to other through a vision of literary expression that is to write. As a young child growing up in a religious family of four kids, I had two brothers, one younger than me and a sister, who was a year older than I, that made me the middle child. We were a very close family and every Sunday we were in the church. My father was a minister and quite frankly I believe that was the reason why we were drawn in the church. Every Sunday morning we started out early on our way to Sunday school and later the morning service. When I turned sixteen, my parent gave me the option that if I did not want to go to church on Sundays I didn't have to. I gladly choose the ladder option without any hesitation, yet I still attended church but not as often. My family was well respected in our neighborhood. We knew everyone and they knew us. Our family loved two things, first our divine savior, then the game of Baseball. We all loved our home town Dodgers, I vividly remember listening to the ball games on the radio late at night. After school my brother and I would spend allot of time at the local boys club, They offered us many activities, but more importantly the boys club was a place that kept us out of harm's way, we were safe became my second home with so many things to get involved with, the club became the place everyone wanted to attend as often as possible. From arts and crafts, movies, games, weekend trips and so much more with a staff that really showed great interest in each individual it was awesome. The Irony is even while I was attending the boys club, many years ago I had asked my divine gather to make a way and open the door that I could became a writer someday.