on the spectrum

it’s funny how the kids pick up new phrases and words. I suppose it is part of a wider learning experience and peer group socialising that broadens their horizons. and the internet that exposes them to more stuff even earlier…

at the dinner table we often have a discussion over the evening meal. and with the kids it can cover quiet varied topics.

on one of these occasions all of a sudden number 1 pipes up

“Dad’s on the spectrum”

“so true” number 2 was in full agreement

“what spectrum is that?” I was curious to find out, if it was about an early computer they were talking about. even though I haven’t owned one of those for many, many years. www.wikipedia.org/ZX_Spectrum

“the spectrum, duh. don’t you know what that is!” was number 2’s statement.

using my best self-control I only asked, in my head, that if I did know I wouldn’t have asked the question…

“autistic. you are definitely well on the spectrum.” number 1 clarified.

“yeah. le-git on the spectrum.” number 2 confirmed.

“you love numbers” was the first piece of evidence offered up by number 1.

“you are always doing Sudoku”

just passing time in the train to work…

“and, just look at the Tupperware cupboard” number 2 pulled open a kitchen draw.

“you always keep your keys in your right hand side trouser pocket”

“and what about trying to arrange the herb and spice jars in alphabetical order?”

“you are even try to hide it” number 1 was on a roll.

“but we know what you are doing”

“you make us change places at the dinner table every day”

“so that you make us think that you are not worried about not sitting in the same place every time”.

“but we know that you are trying to hide it” number 1 was very sure of her logic.

I think this is very unfair on people who are genuinely autistic, where ever they are on the spectrum. as I am obviously not on the spectrum.

 

 

 

Gen Z, Millennials move over…

We recently had some friends staying over during the school half-term. With them came their teenage sons. 2 prime Gen Zs, or whichever nomenclature they go by today; Post-Millennial, iGeneration, Gen Tech, Gen Wii, Net Gen, Digital Natives, or Plurals.

As we live very close to the town centre, we asked the eldest, Timmy, if he fancied going into town. On his own. Perhaps not to be encumbered by being near un-cool parents. And this would have the benefit of getting rid of him for a while.

When we suggested this to Timmy he looked at us with wild disbelief, “what! I won’t be able to do that!”

I was curious to understand why it might be a problem;

“it is quite simple to get to the town centre. It’s basically straight from our front door.”

“you just have to walk in a straight line for 20 mins”

Timmy replied “but I won’t have 4G !”

I’m still trying to understand the implications of this.

But at least our previous Millennial guest Charlotte managed to get into town without wifi / 3G / 4G.

maybe we shouldn’t be so worried about Millennials…?

 

breakfast cereal wars – revenge – part 2

well, we thought that the 2 kids had outgrown their cereal turf war (see Breakfast cereal wars & Breakfast cereal wars – revenge).

nearly 3 years later they are still at it.

number 2 has just gone away with the school for a week. the house was a bit uncharacteristically quiet.

we opened one of the lesser used cupboard doors to get something or other, and hey presto…

another cunning hiding place for the cereals

number 2 was hiding a secret reserve stash of cereals for when she comes back.