1 07/23/2013 parenting Autism

Acting Out

Last Thursday night was one of those nights that reinforces my attitude that anything is possible.
That the sky is the limit for Cuyler and his opportunities in life are endless as long as they are offered to him.

Last Thursday night our family gathered at the local performing arts theatre to watch the young actors who participated in a 3 week theatre camp that was run by our parks and rec department. Cuyler was among them and he was the only “inclusion” child (child with special needs).
Whether his performance was a hit or a bust didn’t matter to me. The experience as a whole was something I couldn’t have imagined.
The counselors exceeded my expectations. My faith in our community was strengthened as I saw how wonderful each of the kids in his camp were with him. How lovely all of the parents were as they took time out at drop off or pick up to answer his questions or have a quick chat with him. They were all so supportive and only wanted him to do well. For three weeks he was surrounded by amazing people.
As I sat in the audience watching the performance, my heart swelled and my eyes welled. I remembered back to a time when we weren’t sure if Cuyler would ever talk. If he would ever be able to engage with people. If he would ever be able to do the things he wanted to do.

Just look at him now. Here are two clips. Please watch my boy shine as he plays Jack Spratt (backwards ball cap).

He’s already planning his summer next year at musical theatre camp because, as he’s told us, he’s “such a good singer and dancer!
I cannot wait to see that show.

  • Dorothy

    We couldn’t be prouder! Way to go Cuyler!

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