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Overview
Karl Taro Greenfeld always knew that his little brother, Noah, was not like other children. He couldn't converse, use the toilet, or tie his shoes, and he often had violent outbursts. Even after Noah was diagnosed as autistic, his family struggled to find solutions.
Now, acclaimed journalist Karl Taro Greenfeld speaks out with brutal honesty about growing up in the shadow of his autistic brother, revealing the complex mix of rage, confusion, and love that defined his childhood.
Greenfeld weaves together the social history of autism and autism research with the moving story of two very different boys growing up side by side. Haunting, tragic, and unforgettable, his compelling story gets to the heart of what it means to be a family, a brother, and a person.
Synopsis
Karl Taro Greenfeld always knew that his little brother, Noah, was not like other children. He couldn't converse, use the toilet, or tie his shoes, and he often had violent outbursts. Even after Noah was diagnosed as autistic, his family struggled to find solutions.
Now, acclaimed journalist Karl Taro Greenfeld speaks out with brutal honesty about growing up in the shadow of his autistic brother, revealing the complex mix of rage, confusion, and love that defined his childhood.
Greenfeld weaves together the social history of autism and autism research with the moving story of two very different boys growing up side by side. Haunting, tragic, and unforgettable, his compelling story gets to the heart of what it means to be a family, a brother, and a person.
The Washington Post - Suki Casanave
These days, when autism success stories seem to emerge with increasing frequency, Karl Greenfeld's memoirwhich combines personal experience with an exploration of autism researchoffers a frank, sometimes brutal account of life with a severely disabled child who will never be considered one of those success stories. Living with Noah was a relentless task, an unremitting round of violent behaviors: scratching, biting, spitting, hair pulling…In the end, the reader is left simply to marvel at this family's endurance, at the sheer feat of survival
Editorials
Suki Casanave
These days, when autism success stories seem to emerge with increasing frequency, Karl Greenfeld's memoir—which combines personal experience with an exploration of autism research—offers a frank, sometimes brutal account of life with a severely disabled child who will never be considered one of those success stories. Living with Noah was a relentless task, an unremitting round of violent behaviors: scratching, biting, spitting, hair pulling…In the end, the reader is left simply to marvel at this family's endurance, at the sheer feat of survival—The Washington Post
Publishers Weekly
Sibling rivalry-and love-of a ravaging kind is the subject of this unsparing memoir of the author's life with his severely autistic brother. Journalist Greenfeld (Standard Deviations) describes his brother, Noah, as a "spitting, jibbering, finger-twiddling, head-bobbing idiot"; unable to speak or clean himself and given to violent tantrums, Noah and his utter indifference to others makes him permanently "alone." But Karl feels almost as alienated; with his parents preoccupied with Noah's needs (and Noah's celebrity after his father, Joshua, wrote a bestselling account of his illness in A Child Called Noah), he turns to drugs and petty crime in the teenage wasteland of suburban Los Angeles. Greenfeld doesn't flinch in his depiction of Noah's raging dysfunctions or his critique of a callous mental health-care system and arrogant autism-research establishment. (He's especially hard on the psychoanalytic theories of the "Viennese charlatan" Bruno Bettelheim.) But the author's self-portrait is equally lacerating; he often wallows in self-pity-"I return home stoned, drunk, puking on myself as I sit defecating into the toilet, crying to my parents... that I am a failure"-and owns up to the coldness that Noah's condition can provoke in him. The result is a bleak but affecting chronicle of a family simultaneously shattered and bound tight by autism. (May)
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