Scene 1: Autumn 2005 I’m sitting on a train with this awkward, autistic teenage boy. I was his schoolteacher, several years ago. Now I’m somewhere between his mentor, his friend and his student. He doesn’t have many other friends, which…
There was a man, once, who followed my writing on Medium. He always clapped and was invariably charming and polite in the comments he left. The trouble was, I persisted in writing about my experiences with Asher, and how he…
The 26th April, 2024 wasn’t the first time Asher had instructed me to feel into his heart. He would never have said it in our face-to-face conversations. They didn’t go that way at all. This, though, was a different way…
Perhaps you have had some interesting psychic connections with others. There are more of us than you might think. “As you share our story, others like you will acknowledge the wisdom and knowing they have seen in children or…
I’d been wondering recently. I’d acted in good faith. As a teacher of small children with speech and language difficulties, it never crossed my mind not to try to ‘improve’ their verbal communication skills. I thought it was my job.…