To most, they aren’t very interesting.
They’re just little 4″x8″x2″ blocks of clay used in construction. They’re everywhere.
I didn’t pay any attention to them.
That is, until one September day almost 21 years ago when for a half an hour I stood a foot from a wall and watched my 13 month old be completely mesmerized by bricks.
Yep. While the other kids were on the playground, we were studying a brick wall. It was as if the rest of the world had melted away, for he was engrossed in, and so completely disinterested in, anything but the pattern of the bricks before him.
I looked at my boy with the same intense curiosity he looked at the wall. And as his pudgy little toddler finger tracked along the mortar little did I know I was getting one of my first glimpses into the workings of an autistic brain.
He is keenly sensitive to pattern and I will forever associate pattern with him, and to bricks, and to the day the two of us first took notice of both.
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