{"id":878,"date":"2009-05-18T11:00:39","date_gmt":"2009-05-18T09:00:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/gedankentraeger.de\/?p=878"},"modified":"2009-05-18T11:01:53","modified_gmt":"2009-05-18T09:01:53","slug":"growing-old-with-autism","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/gedankentraeger.de\/?p=878","title":{"rendered":"growing old with autism."},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8222;When I was writing my book about my brother, Boy Alone, I wished I had a story of hope and salvation. It is miracles that sell books. There seems to be an insatiable demand for narratives that end in triumph over an affliction: the cripple walks, the mute speaks, the autistic boy laughs and hugs and cries. We hunger for that uplifting journey, as opposed to the cruel odyssey I had to tell. What did I have to offer? My adult brother, still autistic, still nonverbal, still lost. As much as I hope that all the autistic boys and girls will get better, and as much as I can encourage their families to fight with all the hope they have, I also know that they will not all recover. The boy or girl will grow up, and there won&#8217;t be a miracle; instead there will be an effort.&#8220; [<a href=\"http:\/\/www.time.com\/time\/magazine\/article\/0,9171,1898322-3,00.html\">#<\/a>]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8222;When I was writing my book about my brother, Boy Alone, I wished I had a story of hope and salvation. It is miracles that sell books. There seems to be an insatiable demand for narratives that end in triumph over an affliction: the cripple walks, the mute speaks, the autistic boy laughs and hugs [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[23,19],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-878","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-autismus","category-empfehlung"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/gedankentraeger.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/878"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/gedankentraeger.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/gedankentraeger.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gedankentraeger.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gedankentraeger.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=878"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/gedankentraeger.de\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/878\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/gedankentraeger.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=878"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gedankentraeger.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=878"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/gedankentraeger.de\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=878"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}