When I was a kid one Christmas I got a Lionel train set from my parents. It was really cool. The locomotive had a smoke stack that actually "smoked" when you put a drop of oil into it. I can still remember the burning oil smell the locomotive would emit as it raced around the tracks. The transformer which governed the speed of the train went all the way up to "90" (I still believe it was in "miles per hour!") and had three rail cars that were all different colors and a caboose. The train set also came with enough track to form a figure-8 that I would push the tracks together using special pins that fit into the ends of the tracks.
Some time back one of my managers sent out an email announcing that we had just won an account. This was a very big deal for us as our product was new to the marketplace and we were working hard to gain acceptance with customers. Several of us responded to the email expressing our excitement over the new account. One of my managers responded with "I've got concerns" and listed off a series of issues with servicing the account. All of the issues that the manager brought up were valid issues; the problem is that I didn't know who was expected to do what regarding the issues.
Some time back I had a situation where two employees of mine were looking for me to cut them some slack on a commitment that they made but didn’t deliver upon. They threw every lame excuse in the book at me; it was one excuse of “my dog ate my homework” after another. After their lobbying me I decided to not cut them any slack; they didn’t meet a commitment because they didn’t perform. In both situations, I am pretty sure that both of these employees wanted to chuck me out of the highest window they could find. Well, I guess I'll just need to stay away from tall buildings, because I did the right thing.
Vaccines, tantrums, junk food, bad parenting, television, stressful family situations, or cell phones have not been reliably proven to cause ASD. While there may be other results from these factors, ASD has not been proven to be linked to any of them.
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I didn't write this book because I did everything right in being a father to Trevor. In fact, I did a lot of things wrong in my parenting. I wasn't nearly as sensitive as I needed to be when it came to accommodating a child with ASD. My one goal is to help fathers of an ASD child avoid some of the same mistakes I made.
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