Writing in the Dallas Morning News, columnist Jacquielynn Floyd hangs out at Chili’s restaurant with a group of kids who are enjoying their once-a-month Supper Club. The club was started by pediatric therapist Mary Hawkins, and is designed to help kids with autism make friends and have fun. In the process, they also pick up social skills and learn to navigate a restaurant.
Floyd describes the kids with autism as “quirky” and “relentlessly entertaining,” as their conversation jumps from topic to topic in a way that assures non sequiturs. Most often, Floyd is told, these are kids whose social isolation is painful to them and to their families. But at Supper Club, they feel the “blissful pleasure of belonging.”
Imagine, for instance, being the mom of a boy who came home from school not long ago and miserably reported on his day. In a determined effort to strike up a conversation with a girl in his class, he had volunteered that he liked her handbag. The girl’s response: “Get away from me, you creep.”
Just hearing this story made my heart hurt. In the merciless tribal segregation of the middle-school social order, this sweet-natured, gentle boy (whose mother sadly shared this anecdote) is doomed to permanent outsider status.
At Supper Club, though, these children are very much insiders.
The story is accompanied by a video of the Supper Club. Definitely worth seeing.