Coupe
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When I was young, there were certain animated characters in movies and TV shows that I would get really emotionally attached to - some of these were Dumbo, Simba and Nala from the Lion King, Barney and Baby Bop, the 101 Dalmatians, the Seven Dwarfs from Snow White, the Winnie the Pooh characters, Sesame Street muppets, Toy Story characters and others.
When my parents would realize how much I liked certain characters, they would (I think) use it to their advantage in order to persuade me to attend to the tasks of daily life, or soothe anxiety.
For instance, I used to have a set of brightly colored soaps in the shape of Pooh characters that I loved to use in the bathtub, along with a dispenser of bubble bath shaped like Bert from Sesame Street. These made having a bath more fun. I can remember my mom also quoting from the scene in "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" where they all wash up for dinner when she tried to entice me into the tub...she would say, "Don't forget to "warsh" behind your ears!" in the best imitation of Doc she could muster, and I think I even made her replicate the motorboat noises the Dwarfs made as they washed their faces, at one point.
There was also a bottle of hair detangler in the shape of Baby Bop, and like a lot of sensory defensive children, I hated to have my hair combed in the morning when it would be tangled and matted. So, when my hair needed to be combed, my mother would say, "Come here, Coupe, Baby Bop is going to take the tangles out of your hair." There was also a box of 101 Dalmatians band-aids that diminished the trauma of minor cuts and bruises.
I also remember generalizing my favorite characters to their real-life counterparts, as well. i.e. All lions were either "Simba" or "Nala," all teddy bears were "Pooh," all elephants were "Dumbo," around the holidays, all snowmen were "Frosty," etc.
As I got a bit older, I watched PBS all the time, when they played cartoons (such as DragonTales, Clifford the Big Red Dog or Arthur) meant for teaching preschool-aged children social skills such as sharing, being patient, expressing anger appropriately (that is, without screaming, throwing things on the floor or threatening to hit, all of which I would do if pushed far enough), following instructions, and being assertive. I would watch carefully and apply what I learned to social encounters in my real life, but it tended to be kind of hit-or-miss as to whether I would be successful. I also utilized some scripts from these shows - mostly phrases that yielded more or less positive social outcomes in the cartoons I watched. Regardless of how any given day full of social interaction at school or church went, it was made more bearable with the knowledge that as soon as I returned home, I could watch a movie like Finding Nemo or Chicken Run in order to decompress. I still consider the characters from animated movies and cartoons to have been my first and foremost teachers, protectors and friends in my life.
This sort of reminds me of the "Disney/Affinity Therapy" that Ron Suskind talks about doing with his autistic son Owen in his memoir "Life, Animated" - that's probably why I loved the book so much when it came out. I kept hinting to my dad that he should read it too, but he's only gotten so far into it and he keeps insisting that Owen is "nothing like me" and that his therapy was nothing like what he and my mom did with my favorite characters. :/
Did anyone else rely on fictional characters in this way?....or maybe you still do to an extent?
When my parents would realize how much I liked certain characters, they would (I think) use it to their advantage in order to persuade me to attend to the tasks of daily life, or soothe anxiety.
For instance, I used to have a set of brightly colored soaps in the shape of Pooh characters that I loved to use in the bathtub, along with a dispenser of bubble bath shaped like Bert from Sesame Street. These made having a bath more fun. I can remember my mom also quoting from the scene in "Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs" where they all wash up for dinner when she tried to entice me into the tub...she would say, "Don't forget to "warsh" behind your ears!" in the best imitation of Doc she could muster, and I think I even made her replicate the motorboat noises the Dwarfs made as they washed their faces, at one point.
There was also a bottle of hair detangler in the shape of Baby Bop, and like a lot of sensory defensive children, I hated to have my hair combed in the morning when it would be tangled and matted. So, when my hair needed to be combed, my mother would say, "Come here, Coupe, Baby Bop is going to take the tangles out of your hair." There was also a box of 101 Dalmatians band-aids that diminished the trauma of minor cuts and bruises.
I also remember generalizing my favorite characters to their real-life counterparts, as well. i.e. All lions were either "Simba" or "Nala," all teddy bears were "Pooh," all elephants were "Dumbo," around the holidays, all snowmen were "Frosty," etc.
As I got a bit older, I watched PBS all the time, when they played cartoons (such as DragonTales, Clifford the Big Red Dog or Arthur) meant for teaching preschool-aged children social skills such as sharing, being patient, expressing anger appropriately (that is, without screaming, throwing things on the floor or threatening to hit, all of which I would do if pushed far enough), following instructions, and being assertive. I would watch carefully and apply what I learned to social encounters in my real life, but it tended to be kind of hit-or-miss as to whether I would be successful. I also utilized some scripts from these shows - mostly phrases that yielded more or less positive social outcomes in the cartoons I watched. Regardless of how any given day full of social interaction at school or church went, it was made more bearable with the knowledge that as soon as I returned home, I could watch a movie like Finding Nemo or Chicken Run in order to decompress. I still consider the characters from animated movies and cartoons to have been my first and foremost teachers, protectors and friends in my life.
This sort of reminds me of the "Disney/Affinity Therapy" that Ron Suskind talks about doing with his autistic son Owen in his memoir "Life, Animated" - that's probably why I loved the book so much when it came out. I kept hinting to my dad that he should read it too, but he's only gotten so far into it and he keeps insisting that Owen is "nothing like me" and that his therapy was nothing like what he and my mom did with my favorite characters. :/
Did anyone else rely on fictional characters in this way?....or maybe you still do to an extent?