Showing posts with label Play. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Play. Show all posts
26 March 2013
14 January 2013
Setting up the roadset
He received this present from Ate Krisma and Kuya Law Fajardo.
He built this roadset on his own. Another sample of his creative play.
He built this roadset on his own. Another sample of his creative play.
28 December 2012
Mahri Lego
Here's one of Miggy's LEGO creations. He got this Christmas present from a cousin. He followed the step-by-step procedure and created this Mahri. This is another sample of his creative play.
17 November 2012
This is a video of Miggy playing the Subway Surfer on his sister's iPhone. Watch how well he manipulates the character in the game.
I'll be posting some more videos of him doing some non-autistic (seemingly normal) actions in my next blogs. Please don't misunderstand this as bragging. My exhibition of his behavior and actions is simply intended to tell the world that: THIS IS AUTISM. THIS IS MIGGY. THERE IS HOPE.
I believe all autistic children, mild or severe, have at least one thing they excel in, such as in the field of computer and technology, arts, music, mathematics, photography.
Every parent, caregiver, therapist or teacher just needs to discover this "thing" that would spark a "breakthrough".
To every parent: Be a child. Play with him. Laugh with him. Clap and flap with him. Join him. Discover! Fly! Let go! Just let him be the child that he really is!
06 September 2012
Miggy's Condo
"Miggy's condo" is what he calls it.
Note: In the background is the real "Walls of Miggy" - All colorful, full of life, orderly, harmonious and at peace with his autistic mind.
Note: In the background is the real "Walls of Miggy" - All colorful, full of life, orderly, harmonious and at peace with his autistic mind.
31 July 2012
Meticulous Play
Please take note of how tiny his little cutouts are. These are painstakingly stacked in every room of his playhouse. And notice his obsession on stickers.
With just one look, he would know if a thing is misplaced. This is why I have to ask his permission when I clean his playhouse.
Mommy: Miggy, do you want a clean playhouse?
Miggy: Yes.
Mommy: Can I clean your playhouse now?
Miggy: Yes.
Mommy: Okay. Mommy will now remove the furniture. Yes, Miggy?
Miggy: Yes, Mommy.
If he says no, I do not insist.
I know my son very well. It's a NO if he says no and a YES if he says yes. For him, there are no "in betweens". All black or white, and no grays.
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