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When you ask an autistic kid for a writing prompt…

Last night I was writing and decided I wanted to do some creative writing.  But I couldn’t think of anything to write about!  Just then Riley came out of her room and I told her my problem.  In her excited way, she bounced and exclaimed, “A horse with hands!”  We discussed this idea for a moment and I ran with it!  So based on Riley’s prompt of “a horse with hands”, I present to you Bunny.


Once upon a time there was a horse.  She was a beautiful mare, white with brown patches. She was a very good horse, kind to all the other animals, but her ears were a little too long and her tail was a little too short so all the other animals started calling her Bunny.

One day when Bunny was feeling particularly self-conscious about her ears, she ran off to hide deep in the woods.  She began to talk about her troubles with anyone who would listen.

Unbeknownst to Bunny, the caterpillar perched on the toadstool was a mischievous wizard.

“Neigh,” she cried to the caterpillar, “I do so hate the way the others tease me about my ears.  I wish they would stop!”

“Ah,” answered the caterpillar. “What if I could make it so they never thought about your ears again?”

“Oh, could you?” Bunny was ecstatic. “What can you do?”

“You see my toadstool?”

“Yes. What about it?”

“It’s magic!” exclaimed the caterpillar.

“Neigh,” laughed Bunny. “That’s silly!”

The caterpillar gave her a very stern look. “No, it is not silly.  Just you wait and see!”

He broke off a small piece of toadstool and put it into his pipe.  He lit the pipe and, once the smoke had a musky odor and was thick, he blew three big puffs straight into her face!

Bunny sneezed.  Then she coughed.  Then she said, “Now what? Are my ears a normal size now?”

“No,” said the caterpillar, “but noone will tease you about them anymore.”

Bunny thanked the caterpillar for his help then she headed home to see if the spell worked.

“Maybe it’s an illusion,” she pondered, “so noone will see how ridiculous my ears are.  Or maybe it’s a niceness spell so anyone who sees my ears just wants to be nice to me instead of tease me!”

But halfway home her shoulders began itching like crazy!  She found a clearing large enough to roll in but it did not relieve the itching.  “Oh, I shall go mad if this doesn’t stop!” she cried.  Then she tried rubbing her shoulders against a tree trunk.  That’s when she felt the bumps growing on her shoulders!

“Oh! Oh! What is that?” she cried out.

“Oh, neigh! This is dreadful!”

She tried to turn her head around to see the bumps but they were out of her view.  She wanted to get to the water to see her reflection but was slowed by the dreadful itching!

Suddenly Bunny felt a little pop on her shoulders followed by a most sensational scratching.

“Oh, neigh! That is so much better,” Bunny sighed.

She began to gallop to the lake so she could get a look at her shoulders because the itching and pop was very concerning.

But strange things happened while she was running.  Branches that would normally have hit her in the face and chest were pushed back out of her way as she passed.  The sweat was wiped from her brow.  But she was in such a rush that she barely noticed these anomalies.

When she arrived at the lake, a few other animals had gathered to drink.  They saw her burst from the trees and screamed, terrified at the changes in her!  “Oh! Tell me, please! What has that dreadful caterpillar done to me?” Bunny cried.

Three horses, although scared, came up to Bunny and began talking to her.  “What happened?” one of her friends asked.

Bunny explained how she’d been upset about how they had been teasing her about her ears and how she had told her problems to the caterpillar.  She told them how he offered to help but seemed annoyed when she didn’t believe his toadstool was magic.

The whole time Bunny was speaking she had the lovely feeling of someone petting her mane and scratching her ears and her friends were staring at her in disbelief.

When Bunny finished her story, her friend said, “You need to stay calm, okay? Come with me.”

Bunny followed her friend to the water’s edge.  She couldn’t bare what she might see and closed her eyes.  Suddenly she felt a very comforting squeeze around her neck and was startled into looking into the water.

Bunny was completely aghast at what she saw and reared up in dismay screaming, “No! No! No! Neigh, what did he do to me?”

Perfectly formed human arms had grown out of her shoulders!  She was even more of a freak now!  Oh, what would she ever do?

She had moved the branches so they wouldn’t strike her!  She had wiped the sweat from her own brow!  It was her own hands petting her mane and her own arms comforting her!

Oh, this was strange!  What would she ever do?

She began to cry but her own hands reached up and wiped her face.  She began to sniffle but her own arms stretched around her and gave her a loving squeeze.  As she grew more and more confused she became less and less upset.

She trotted up to a tree and told her friends, “Hey, watch this!” She grabbed some choice leaves from higher up than horses can normally reach and put it in her mouth!

“Oh, wow!” “Oh, that’s cool!”  “Get me some!” all her friends cried out.

“Check this out,” she said as she walked up to one of her friends and began to scratch her ears.  “Oh, that feels good!” “Do me! Do me!” everyone called.  “I want some magic toadstool, too!” they cried.

Things never did go back to normal for the friends.  After all, what’s normal about a horse with arms?  But Bunny was able to help her friends.  Having a couple of arms in the woods really did come in handy!  And one things is for sure, her friends never teased her about her ears being a little too long or her tail being a little too short ever again.

And it begins…

That nightmare that made 3rd grade so difficult for Riley and me started again today.  Just a week into the school year and she’s already whining and complaining when it’s time to do homework.  Everything else is great.  She gets up on her own.  Gets dressed without a fight (with a bra, even).  Bounces happily to the bus.  Even bedtime has minimal fuss.  But homework… What is it about homework?

There is something about having to do any sort of homework that just turns her into a whining, procrastinating, complaining diva.  You know what her homework was tonight?  She had to spend 10 minutes reading her library book (about cats, as they often are) and practice multiples of 4 for the quiz tomorrow.  That’s it.  It really didn’t require the 10 minutes of whining that preceded the 15 minutes of actual work.  Or maybe it did.  What do I know?

Starting tomorrow she will begin homework at 330.  That’s right after snack time and only 30-45 minutes after arriving home.  Maybe doing it earlier means it won’t interrupt the flow of her evening.  If that’s what causes the mood swing.

She also has an absolute obsession with going into a cartoon world or having cartoon characters come visit her.  Listening to her go on about what it would be like if she found a way into Ninjago City gets a tad tedious after a few hours.  She was working on a great little story about the Pound Puppies going to Ponyville.  I was really enjoying that one!  But she hasn’t worked on it in a few days.  Maybe tomorrow I’ll find her pages and ask her to keep going.  She’s so creative!

Around here I really never know what tomorrow will bring.  But, truthfully?  I’m okay with that 🙂  Each day is a new adventure and most of them are quite enjoyable lately!