A bit slow going at first but by page 60 I was into it. Very minimal writing or notations in margins not affecting the text. May contain limited notes, underlining or highlighting that does affect the text. Except for cars, he is obsessed with toy cars, and spends ho This is a beautifully written chronicle of a mother's realization that something is not right with her child, and her struggle to define what the problem is, and how to best help her son. It is the best kind of book, a book about love's great triumphs. We walk through the house. It is us sitting around a paltry kitchen table until any hostess would agree: it's time for lunch.
Beth Kephart from Harper Collins Publishers. They also chose his schools wisely, with the result that Jeremy now functions well in society at age nine. Light rubbing wear to cover, spine and page edges. And is normal superior to what the child inherently is, to what he aspires to, fights to become, every second of his day? Twenty minutes, forty minutes, sixty. Triumphantly, he begins to engage others, describe his thoughts and passions, build essential friendships.
Beth never portrayed herself as the perfect parent. He is not interested in other kids, or in most toys. There is an extraordinary scene towards the end of a book where a woman with tragic facial disfiguration enters the restaurant that she and her son are sitting in. A memoir by the mother of a child with Pervasive Developmental Disorder Not Otherwise Specified. She's fifty-five years old and should know better.
Very minimal writing or notations in margins not affecting the text. Now Jeremy's in one hand and a dish towel's in the other, and I am trying to sing nice quiet songs, except Jeremy is smarter than that. This is a lovely book that is written in elegant prose and highlights Beth Kephart's son, Jeremy. At ThriftBooks, our motto is: Read More, Spend Less. We rock in the chair. I choose my music carefully. C 1998 Beth Kephart All rights reserved.
If there were problems, the gut would howl it. At a time when as many as one in five children face the challenge of growing up with a behavioral disorder, more and more parents are finding themselves at a loss to know how best to raise their children. This is when he dreams--his eyes only partway shut; his fist stabbing the air; his body, a tender motor, purring. It is the hottest day of a long, dry summer, and Jeremy, one day into life, is blanketed and behatted in the car. The price may be the seller's own price elsewhere or another seller's price. He must be seasick by now; I release him. He is as light as that part of the dream that, come morning, slips away and slips away again.
Like Operating Instructions and The Liars' Club, A Slant of Sun is a contemporary classic. Her faith in her son, perseverance, and eventual acceptance of herself play as important a role in his healing process as any course of therapy--and her unflinching descriptions of her own healing are what make A Slant of Sun such a stunning debut. Nearly one in five children grow up facing a developmental or behavioral challenge, and like them, Beth Kephart's son, Jeremy, showed early signs of being different: language eluded him, he preferred playing alone to an afternoon on the jungle gym. A copy that has been read, but remains in excellent condition. Jeremy's sleep breaks the trance I've been in; all of a sudden I remember my deadlines. A tornado storms into town: merciless.
Soon I'm being conveyed home in a rusting white Ford Mustang whose only defense against the persistent July heat involves my fiddling with the windows, cracking them just wide enough apart so as to whip up strong blasts of air. Very minimal writing or notations in margins not affecting the text. And is normal superior to what the child inherently is, to what he aspires to, fights to become, every second of his day? This moving, suspenseful, brave, and daring book belongs with the classics. I enjoyed this book, I would recommend it to anyone who wanted a different perspective on childern and their remarkable courage. At ThriftBooks, our motto is: Read More, Spend Less.
Doctors diagnosed Jeremy with a mild form of autism called Pervasive Developmental Disorder Not Otherwise Specified. This is a great book for anyone with a kid in their life who is having problems, especially anywhere on the autism spectrum. That's horribly inaccurate and at no point does the author imply that sentiment at all! The book is also a finalist for the 1998 National Book Award for Nonfiction. I could do both at once--be a mother and work--if only I could find the right person. Her writing is like a truffle - intense and to be savored slowly for the rich, multi-layered experience.
To read it is to experience first-hand the redemptive power of love. Possible ex library copy, thatâ ll have the markings and stickers associated from the library. To the mayhem Jeremy begins to sing, knotting the fragments of the hour so tight together that when the tornado is later called back to memory, it's the songs that remain in my mind's eye, a mental picture of Jeremy sitting high in the sky calming the winds with his sweet, high humming. My cat slept this way, stretched out on the sill. Kephart read at Saint Joe's more than a decade ago from this book, and it is a lovely book about autism, dealing with difference and all kinds of things.
This rarely works, and why should it?. Jeremy is sacred and so is this time, and I cling to it, selfish and greedy. At a time when as many as one in five children face the challenge of growing up with a behavioral disorder, more and more parents are finding themselves at a loss to know how best to raise their children. I wonder if this is because Kephart has worked so hard to be honest, maybe with herself first. To read it is to experience first-hand the redemptive power of love. Already I've taken on all the overseas work I can find--sealing the door to my office at four in the morning, then dialing London, Germany, Brussels, London again.