“I think who ever attends the sensory friendly theater will figure this out soon enough on their own, but you’re right, they should be adding that important bit of information as well.”
Samantha, being the advocate she is, quietly advised the window cashier to include this important information to ticket purchasers.
“We’re switching over to the Sensory Friendly theater because she has a touch of autism and she can’t take all the noise in the regular one.” She was smiling as she twirled her daughter’s long, blond locks of curly hair.
“My son Richie has autism, and this is the only way we’re able to enjoy a movie together as a family” I replied. Richie was laughing, spinning and being silly nearby.
“I think it’s wonderful that they’ve added this feature” she said. It was her turn to order.
“I couldn’t agree more” I replied. We were up next. “I hope you both enjoy the movie,” I stated as they headed towards the theater.
I loved the movie, but more importantly, I loved that Richie enjoyed it too. It was a magical movie experience for us as a family, and we will never forget it.