If you know my son- you know how polite he his- always please and thank you- even if he does not want to do something. “No, thank you Daddy” Now, I have worked very hard for Christopher to hold the door open for the person behind him- as he used to always just let it slam shut- not thinking anything of it. He is very good at this now- Here comes the funny part-
So we go to WaWa today and he is running into the store and the man in front of him lets the door slam right in Christopher’s face- and I am thinking what a jerk- but maybe he did not see my 6 foot 185 lb son, maybe. Well Chris walks into to Wawa and goes up to the man and ask what is your name- and he says his name is Steve. Well Chris says “Mr Steven- you are supposed to hold the door and not be rude- Mr. Steven.” The man did not really understand what was going on- but said sorry and started to walk away. Well that was not enough for Chris- “Mr. Steven- try again, try again” The stranger is doing his best to ignore Chris- but Christopher is relentless – “Mr. Steven- try again- hold the door”
You have to understand that whenever Chris lets the door slam- I always stop and make Chris go back and reopen the door and get it right. So here we are in WaWa and people are now all slowing their shopping and pretending to not be looking at the three of us. Well the stranger looks at me and says- what does he want me to do? I said he wants you to go back and open the door and not let it slam in his face- thats all. This guy had no clue what was going on- looking around at all the people now staring at us (I am laughing inside and just loving Chris)
You can tell Steven was a fish out water and he just stood there as Chris said again “Mr. Steven- hold the door please” The pressure was to great and Steven folded and said ok- and walked back to the door with Chris beside him- they walked outside and back in with Mr. Steven holding the door for Chrissy. Well Chris states in his loudest voice- “Mr. Steven- I am so impressed with you- I am very proud of you Mr. Steven- good job holding the door.” Well- the small group of onlookers we had- started to clap and Steven just waved back to the group. I did not have the heart to tell him- I think they were clapping for Christopher.
I get so much joy out of Christopher every single day. And today- he was doing his part raising autism awareness and good manners. Thank you Mr. Steven- where ever you are for being such a good sport.