Personal Narrative: My Brother With Autism

People will always ask me what it is like to grow up with a brother with Autism, if it’s frustrating, difficult, or if it’s different. I always kind of laugh at the question because I don’t view John as a boy with Autism, I view him as my older brother. John is a very special person, and not just because he is Autistic. Something that John does is that he will always try and help others. I think he likes the feeling when he helps people because it makes him feel important. The amount of work he does to help my dad or grandpa is impeccable and he will do whatever job you give him. While there are a lot of things I don’t know, I do know that there is nothing John can’t do. He will face challenges we will never face but he can do anything. If he lives with me for the rest of my life, I will be the luckiest big sister in the whole world to have every day blessed by the honesty, innocence and joy that someone with autism brings. Disabilities bring you back to the bare basics where being kind, helpful, patient and loving are the most important attributes. …show more content…
That is something we always do, ever since we were younger. The one thing that John does extremely well it plays video games, no matter what kind of game. I always watch him play because he would get so into the game and refuse to pause the game unless he finished a level or beat the villain in a game, which he always did. Sometimes I would play with him but I am not very good and he would get frustrated that I could not win the game and take my controller and play for me. It was always funny how he did that but it made him happy whenever I asked him to help me, because I think he even knows how good he is at playing video