Left-handedness and Black Plastic Tub
Thesis: Christopher not only obtains a sense of isolation from his disease of autism, but the desire for loneliness and finding things out for himself.
Isolation and Confinement
Father, standing in the corridor.
Held up his right hand and spread his fingers out in a fan.
I held up my left hand and spread my fingers out in a fan, we made our fingers and thumbs touch each other.
We do this because sometimes Father wants to give me a hug,
I do not like hugging people, so we do this instead.
It means that he loves me. [16]
I am still awake at three or four in the morning,
I can walk up and down the street and pretend that I am the only person in the world. [2] I went round the back of the shed and the fence, behind the big black plastic tub for collecting rainwater.
I sat down I felt a bit safer. [124]
[My Words] these are some of my Behavioural Problems
A. Not talking to people for a long time [46]
And I like really little spaces, so long as there is no one else in them with me. [50] So I climbed onto the middle shelf and
Pulled one of the cases across like a door so that I was shut in,
It was dark and there was no one in there with me
I couldn't hear people talking so I felt much calmer and it was nice. [163]
I only know 3 people who do little circles instead of dots over the letter I.
One of them was Mr. Loxely, who used to teach at the school,
And one of them was Mother. [95]
And when I was in my room I shut the door,
I took out the envelope from underneath my mattress. [96]
I wondered whether I should open the envelope,
It was something I had taken from Father’s room.
But then I reasoned it was addressed to me so it belonged to me so it was OK to open it. [96]
Then I looked at the front of the envelope and I saw,
There was a postmark and it was quite difficult to read, but it said
London
16.10.97
NW2
Which meant that the letter was posted on 16 October 1997, which was 18 months
Isolation and Confinement
Father, standing in the corridor.
Held up his right hand and spread his fingers out in a fan.
I held up my left hand and spread my fingers out in a fan, we made our fingers and thumbs touch each other.
We do this because sometimes Father wants to give me a hug,
I do not like hugging people, so we do this instead.
It means that he loves me. [16]
I am still awake at three or four in the morning,
I can walk up and down the street and pretend that I am the only person in the world. [2] I went round the back of the shed and the fence, behind the big black plastic tub for collecting rainwater.
I sat down I felt a bit safer. [124]
[My Words] these are some of my Behavioural Problems
A. Not talking to people for a long time [46]
And I like really little spaces, so long as there is no one else in them with me. [50] So I climbed onto the middle shelf and
Pulled one of the cases across like a door so that I was shut in,
It was dark and there was no one in there with me
I couldn't hear people talking so I felt much calmer and it was nice. [163]
I only know 3 people who do little circles instead of dots over the letter I.
One of them was Mr. Loxely, who used to teach at the school,
And one of them was Mother. [95]
And when I was in my room I shut the door,
I took out the envelope from underneath my mattress. [96]
I wondered whether I should open the envelope,
It was something I had taken from Father’s room.
But then I reasoned it was addressed to me so it belonged to me so it was OK to open it. [96]
Then I looked at the front of the envelope and I saw,
There was a postmark and it was quite difficult to read, but it said
London
16.10.97
NW2
Which meant that the letter was posted on 16 October 1997, which was 18 months