How it all started
My Journey with Autism My father was an Egyptian diplomat we lived in Prague the first four years of my life. I hardly remember anything about it and my memories are distorted by stories I heard by my parents mostly about how people stopped us in the street for my very curly hair and about how I acquired my life long nick name Dahlinka which comes from Inka (anything small and cute). We returned to Cairo where I attended 2 years of kindergarten at Victory College. Our next posting was when I was six and that was to Monrovia, Liberia. A lot happened in that posting; mainly a coup d’etat where the presidents head was chopped off in the middle of the street, soldiers barging into our houses at midnight to search and help them selves to food and drink and us crawling on the floor every time we had to walk past a window for random bullets being shot. However, this was not the most exciting thing I remember. The birth of Sarah. ….. O...