A Question of Biscuits
It’s one of the busiest times of year at work and today was the second day of our Easter Playscheme. The weather so far has been gorgeous and the projects are full of children enjoying the first sunny spell of the year.
This means there are lots of new children who aren’t familiar with me and my Tourettes and I’ve spent a lot of time explaining why I say, “Biscuit” and bang my chest. The children are only being curious and I try to explain Tourettes to them in a way they can understand.
But some of the children who regularly use the projects aren’t being very patient with the barrage of questions from new users. While I was supervising the creation of a mini-town in the sandpit this afternoon a boy kept asking about my tics until a girl who uses the projects all the time said to him, “She’s explained why she says ‘biscuits’ – use your brain or think of a new question.”
Some of the younger children are clearly finding my explanation a little confusing – I overheard one boy explain to another that biscuits had damaged my brain.
I’ve also had loads of lovely thoughtful conversations about all sorts of things: Tourettes, dinosaurs, disability, sewage systems, daddy longlegs and the best way to make a swimming pool. It’s been a great start to the week.