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Who Needs Kevin Bacon?!!

5/15/2013

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I am a product of the 80's. I know, I'm showing my age here, but yeah, I sported the striped leg warmers, the high waisted stone washed jeans, the colored "knee highs" to match my shoes (bright yellow was my favorite), the big hair (sadly, I left the leg warmers in 1985 but I still "poof" my hair) and like every girl my age, I had the Footloose Soundtrack. My Footloose cassette tape was thread bare by the time 1986 rolled around because just like every girl living in small town America, I believed I was Ariel held prisoner in a repressed town, fighting the old establishment and waiting for Ren, aka, Kevin Bacon, to move into town, shake things up a bit and rescue me from a life of expectations. Every young teeny bopper's dream. It was 1984 when I first fell in love with Kevin Bacon and Kenny Loggins for "cutting Footloose", but just last night, on an elementary school stage, I fell in love with them both a wee bit more.

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Footloose (1984) Distributed by Paramount Pictures.
Ryan's fifth grade chorus concert was last night and the theme was Broadway. In the weeks leading up to the concert, occasionally while Ryan was in the shower, I would hear my beautiful song bird belting out the lyrics to songs from Phantom of the Opera, Grease, The Lion King, Wicked and yes, Footloose. Of course once I heard Ryan singing Footloose I had to immediately let him know I was a Footloose aficionado and that not only did I know all the lyrics to the song, I also knew a couple of Kevin Bacon dance moves. I demonstrated my exceptional Footloose knowledge by breaking into song, horribly off key, and showing Ryan some of my near identical Kevin Bacon moves. I'm not sure what horrified him more, my Bacon-ess dance moves, my horrible singing or just the fact that I even knew Footloose existed. After all, I'm just boring, plain old mom. Regardless of what embarassed him most, I was told to "knock it off" because I looked and sounded "utterly ridiculous". I think had I showed off my dance moves in an abandoned warehouse, instead of my kitchen, I would have gained a little credibility with my son. Probably not though, Ryan can be a bit of a curmudgeon and chances are he would have sided with Ariel's father, Reverend Shaw, and the Bomont town council in 1984 for the no dance, no rock and roll and no fun theme.

Prior to going to the concert, I had to promise Ryan I would not cut footloose in the aisle....such a disappointment. I also reminded Ryan he was not allowed to wear jeans or sneakers and he had to wear a collared shirt. Let the battle begin. Ryan complained, yelled and adamantly refused to wear anything but jeans and a Hollister tshirt. He was NOT wearing those horribly "hard and uncomfortable" khaki pants, he was NOT wearing a shirt that "strangles him to death" and he certainly was NOT wearing a pair of dress shoes that his brother wore on "his stupid feet"....twice. The final score....Mom, 2 Ryan, 1. He left the house in khakis, a collared shirt and of course, his beloved bright green sneakers. Sigh. Pick your battles my friends.

A few hours later, I watched my handsome boy run across that stage with his bright green sneakers glowing while tugging and stretching his collar and my heart melted. Once in his assigned position, Ryan immediately scanned the audience for the one face he has no trouble making eye contact with....mine. It didn't take him long to find me and when he did, Ryan made his "trying not to smile face". We see that face quite a bit and I'm not sure why, but AWEnestly, it is very much an awkward, "autismy" facial expression. Ryan looks odd fighting back his smile and the irony is, his natural, genuinely happy smile is big and beautiful.

I once read an article where a neurotypical brother said his autistic brother would be "handsome if he didn't have autism". At first I thought it was kind of mean, but now, I get it. Sometimes Ryan and other kids on the autism spectrum make sort of odd, facial expressions or grimaces. For some kids it may be sort of a tic or a stim that they do in a stressful situation which helps calm them down, but for Ryan I believe it's more a result of what he is "seeing" inside his head. It could be Patrick or Spongebob, it could be Mario or Luigi or it could be Austin Powers or Mini Me (yes, we are bad parents and he is familiar with both those characters and his impersonations of them are uncanny and typically untimely). You never know "where" Ryan is or "who" he is with when he is making these goofy faces, but it is very apparent that he is not "with" you at that particular moment. Temple Grandin, a nationally recognized speaker and author living with autism, describes thinking and seeing the world in "pictures", like there is a constant, full color movie, complete with sound, going on inside her head. So whichever DVR choice embedded in Ryan's brain he chooses at that moment is where he is "at" when he is making odd facial expressions and his "do not fit the moment" goofy noises. On that stage last night, Ryan was probably "seeing" a convicted cowboy in an old western movie being hanged by his tight, strangling shirt collar. It's a wonder his tongue wasn't hanging out.

For the most part, last night Ryan was "at" the concert and I was so grateful. I have seen him perform chorus concerts on three other occasions, but this was his final performance as an elementary school student (insert sniffles and tissues here). The first three songs of the night, Ryan sang like most of the other kids...straight faced and business like. By the time the fourth song, Footloose, rolled around, Ryan must have ran and put on his "Sunday shoes" and had "Louise pull him off of his knees" because that boy cut loose. A handful of kids were doing a choreographed dance routine in front of the other students which I'm sure was cute, but AWEnestly, I have no idea because I couldn't take my eyes off my boy. Ryan's head was bopping to the music, the smile on his face was big and natural, there were no tugs on his deadly, strangling collar...that boy was feeling the music. Music is such a huge part of Ryan and listening to him sing, play the piano, help Dan tune his guitar with his gifted ear and tell me how many notes I miss when I try to sing, is just delightful. Ryan sang his heart out and I loved every second of it (he was also very relieved that I did not cut footloose....as were Dan, Emma and my girlfriend and her family who were sitting next to us).
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The concert ended and when my handsome boy finally looked at me he dropped the "trying not to smile face", beamed at me and winked! I swear, my beautiful boy, whom I love from the depth of my soul, winked at me!! Who the heck was that kid? Ryan was proud and he was being playful in "hard, uncomfortable pants" and a "strangling" collared shirt. My husband had just turned off the video recorder and of course was so disappointed and frustrated that he didn't capture the wink on video, but I knew it didn't matter. The wink and that beaming smile are permanently tattooed in my brain and on my heart. Ryan knows I am, and will always be, his number one fan. Who needs Kevin Bacon? I've got Ryan Hooven. I think I will start a fan club.

As if the wink wasn't enough to make my night...my year, watching my boy cross the stage with his first true friend, it happened. All the heartbreakingly painful field trips I chaperoned, all the class parties I helped out with and all the volunteering in the classroom when I would witness time and time again my son sitting or playing alone, in his own world, ignored by his classmates....all those moments were forgotten as the last notes of "We Go Together" from Grease still lingered in the air. Ryan exited stage right smiling and chatting, yes, I said chatting with his new friend and another classmate. He was engaged with those boys verbally and non-verbally which was evident by his smile and his body language. I noticed it, Dan noticed it. Our son looked like "one of the boys" for the first time ever. No collar tugs, no facial grimaces, no looking away. Ryan looked happy, confident and friendly and that's when the tears began.

I believe much of this transformation and confidence in my son is a result of Ryan's new friend accepting him just like he is, quirks and all. Ryan is finally beginning to understand that the right friend will overlook the facial grimaces and the silly scripting noises that are a part of him. This friend seems to understand that occasionally he will have to share Ryan with Spongebob, the Angry Birds or whoever is playing on Ryan's DVR loaded brain. However, I think this friend is kind enough to say, "Dude, that's just weird" and Ryan may finally trust a friend enough to know that this friend is not trying to hurt him, he is trying to help him by being AWEnest. I love this new friend. 

As we exited the school, another boy from Ryan's class said, "Bye Ryan, good job tonight" and although Ryan fumbled for the socially appropriate response, he quietly cluttered (not stuttered...Ryan doesn't stutter, his brain just gets cluttered with words as he tries to search for the right ones) out something like, "It was good seeing you this evening." which although sounded like the response of a 50 year old man versus an 11 year old boy, at least Ryan responded. That my friend, is progress.

Yes, Kevin Bacon and his "kick off their Sunday shoes" friends may have transformed a sleepy little Bible Belt town into one giant rave almost 30 years ago, but my Ryan and kids like him are slowly, oh so slowly, transforming the way classmates, teachers and biased, sleepy town folks perceive them. These kiddos don't stand before a town council pleading their case, or skip across the county line to "fit in", they just go about their day being who they were meant to be hoping that one day, the only A word that will matter to people is not found in a diagnostic manual, but found in people's minds and hearts. ACCEPTANCE. After all, if in 1984 we were able to accept high waisted stone washed jeans and the mullet, I think we can accept an odd facial grimace and the occasional cry of an Angry Bird's "eee-hee".

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Dressed as Luigi for Trick or Treat was one time the DVR in Ryan's brain really paid off. He nailed it!
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Kerry link
5/15/2013 01:42:28 am

Similar story...after a weekend of musical performances my son's social processing was "normal" I could not believe it. Playing , chatting, talking...Karla Fisher of Karla's ASD page has lots to say about that but I love your take on it!

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oksana
5/15/2013 04:02:47 am

It made me so happy reading this one!

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lior
9/28/2013 08:57:29 am

I think your son deserves less labels and more privacy. great kid

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