how old were you, when you realized you weren't like

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I know it was in my teen years when I REALLY realized I was different from others. I just didn't think or act the way they did- but I didn't understand the differences that were there. DEFINITELY "mind- blind"!

Same for me.

I always asked weird questions when i was about five..like how does the pylons work and was facinated with the subject for yrs to come..funny really could wire up a plug at five

I got my friend and I into trouble because inappropriate word that was shared from his parents. So obviously you would get the self assigned police kids that knew of the word and would report on you. I went ahead and used the word anyway and we got caught, but only to find out what our punishment was going to be. turns out it was red pepper, and we look at each other... hmm.. open mouth, more please haha

I started later than the rest of the kids.

My mother showed me into the room, then I promptly walked to a table and sat down.

She claims I didn't even look back at her. She was actually a little miffed at my lack of reaction. Apparently, my older sister cried and held onto my mother's legs on the first day of school. Mother dearest said she stayed in the back for at least an hour waiting to see if I would have any problems. I didn't.

I had a strong bond with my mother, but, in my brain, out of sight is out of mind. Once the classroom had my attention, I forgot she existed.

The same happened to me. I didn't cry at the first day in kindergarten, while every other children there did. In fact, my mother said it was weird. Well, I have never cried much in all my life until now, actually.

I did not cry either, but went sitting under the table and I spent there my kindergarden-time drawing.

edited lines due to open a seperate thread about it.

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When my Master's thesis professor wrote that I see the world differently than most everyone else, and my father freaked out. 1965.

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When I first started school at 5, possibly a bit before that. I noticed that I was different in a few major, puzzling ways:

-Other kids wanted to play with each other, I was content to sit there by myself
-Other kids looooved PE class. It was hell on earth for me. Many an athletics day, I would try to sneak off by myself and eat grass.
-Other kids hated the idea of being silent. It was my default state of being-I hated the idea of talking to others
-Other kids didn't like reading and schoolwork. I liked reading and schoolwork
-Other kids seemed to make friends naturally, I was very shy and awkward

Just remembered another thing that made me wonder if there was something different about me. In the 8th grade, my band class took a trip to Washington DC. We visited the holocaust museum. At the end when we got outside, I saw two of my classmates crying and hugging each other. I asked someone else what was wrong and they said something like "Are you serious? What do you think we just saw?!" I didn't really get what they meant until later. I started to realize that some things didn't seem to affect me the same it did everyone else.

I always knew I was a little different in elementary school. However, in junior high the differences became more obvious. I didn't care for the socializing because I was far more interested in my special interests. I rarely talked to anyone in school. I found most of my classmates uninteresting. In high school I made a couple of good friends who were accepting of my eccentricities.
I was also remarkably stubborn because I didn't like my routines disturbed. For example, I always walked to school regardless of the weather conditions. My mother wanted me to drive a car to school because that's what others did. I thought it was silly and refused. I saw no reason to be like everyone else. I ignored current hairstyles and clothes. I only wore the clothes that were comfortable for me. I didn't go to the senior prom because I thought it was a waste of time. I did spend two months in Japan, and it was heaven. I was among a people that didn't touch each other much and considered making eye contact rude.
I resented all the people who tried to get me to be a person I wasn't, especially christians. They really are threatened by nonconformity. I'm getting over the resentment slowly. Why? Because I was criticized for trivial crap such as how I held a pen, how I held utensils and for being ambidextrous. I was called rude and unchristian. I finally said f*** them. I do my own thinking. I always said that christians made the worst friends because they always have an agenda and ulterior motives.

I never have,

but I was probably about 6 when I realized everyone else was crazy.
and at 41 I'm sure of it.

I think DS realised that he wasn't like everyone else last year, when he was 4. He has never said anything about it but I notice how hard he tries to copy other people and to 'fit in'. I am assuming it's a good thing, that hopefully the behaviour will become more natural as he ages- I dunno.

At 4 years old I was put into nursery school -- I remember overhearing the adults saying it would help me be more social. My lack of social ability was being attributed to my being an only child so far.

At 6 years old, in first grade, my teacher called my mom in for a conference, convinced I had a very serious learning disorder -- I kept turning my reading book up-side-down during reading group. My mom reported that she laughed and informed the teacher that I had been reading since age 4. I was put in a higher reading group that was only marginally less boring.

I don't recall when the teasing and picking started, but by second grade it was in full swing and merciless. I had friends in the neighborhood, but in the schoolyard I was on my own.

5th grade we moved to another part of the country in the middle of the school year -- initially my strangeness was attributed to my being from elsewhere.

6th grade the harassment at the bus stop was so bad Dad took to staying until the bus came, instead of just dropping me off.

We moved again just before 10th grade
11th and 12th grades were much better because a group of us social outcasts and misfits formed our own "in" group. If anyone tried to mess with me, they had to deal with others in the group.

Not until about 4th grade, so 9 or 10. I always played alone, didn't have many friends and all the kids would ask me why I didn't have any. So it was other people who pointed out to me I was different, I didn't get to find out for myself. :/ I never understood the concept of socializing and making friends until then. People would come up to me and say that I was weird for sitting around looking at computer parts and lining up markers along the classroom floor instead of joining groups, my teacher included..

I found this on youtube about Aspergers and the user TheAnMish: Kindergarten memories

[youtube]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S170aNfpL8E[/youtube]
Bad version of the why kid, haha... uh I guess that was me too.