Wednesday 30 April 2014

When I was a boy

I didn't like being a boy. I wanted to be a grown-up.When I was about eight I got very chatty with an 'old' (probably about fifty years old) lady called Aunty Gladys (or Gladstone as I used to call her mistakenly, because of the history book I was reading). I know two other aspies who were friendly with older people too. Also my friends' children get on so well with me. I wonder if the trait is shared by all aspies?

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