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Erin Smith’s Final Paper on ‘Misfit’ by Tito Mukhopadhyay

Erin Smith

ENGL 384: Section 1

Dr. Foss

28 April 2020

Misfit: Autism and Nature Imagery

It seems very fitting that I read a story about an autistic child’s interaction with a parent right after rereading the poem Misfit for this assignment. The man was recalling a time he went to Disneyland when he was young, and he came across two other kids who were interested in his Stitch plush that he was carrying around. Happy to meet people who like the same character he does, he begins to stim by flapping his arms. The very ableist mother of the two children found the behavior abnormal and didn’t want her kids to interact with him, but the other two children were perfectly fine with it. In ‘Misfit’ by Tito Mukhopadhyay it is adults like that mother that label the speaker a misfit, but the other information in the poem says otherwise. Misfit compares autistic behaviors to images of the natural world, combating the idea that these behaviors are “wrong” or “weird” as most people see them to be.

In the first stanza, Mukhopadhyay describes the earth as “turning and turning.” One common form of stimming is spinning objects, such as tops or the classic fidget spinners that were so popular a few years back. It’s an activity that brings them entertainment and relaxation. Just like autistic people, the earth spins (on its axis). The stars don’t see any abnormality in this behavior in the earth, and they chose to leave it alone rather than bring attention to it or label it something. After all, the earth’s spinning is a natural process; why should anyone call it out? Moving back to fidget spinners, they were increasingly popular for neurotypical people for some unknown reason, but at the same time those same neurotypical people would make fun of autistic kids for using them. Fidget spinners and fidget cubes were made for those with learning disabilities that can’t allow them to sit still or focus without some kind of outlet, such as ADHD and autism, to have an inconspicuous object that lets them stim without distracting the class. Yet neurotypicals took it and made fun of those it was made for. It even became an ableist meme at one point, although the popularity of the “toy” overshadowed most of the memes. I remember from high school watching some of the mean students make fun of one of our special needs boys for having one. Yet in this poem, Mukhopadhyay takes this behavior that is often stigmatized by neurotypicals and compares it to a natural, beautiful process. He claims there’s nothing more wrong with the behavior than the earth’s spinning.

Next in the poem, the birds appear as the earth continues spinning. They flap their wings just like autistic people do when they’re excited or happy (a behavior I’m very familiar with because I do it myself. ADHD is now being considered by some people to be autism’s cousin so an overlap in behaviors is not a surprise). Mukhopadhyay specifically notes in this part that the birds know he was autistic, and yet they still “found no wrong with anything” (MUKhopadhyay line 9). They flap their wings to fly, so they see his flapping as just as natural as theirs. He’s doing what he needs to do to survive comfortably and not in a depressed state. Just like birds who have their wings clipped, autistic people who aren’t allowed to stim often feel depressed. From personal experience with stimming, when someone looks at me wrong or tells me to stop when I’m flapping, my mood drops significantly. Stimming is a natural part of autistic behavior and those who do it should not be forced to stop. After all, it’s like clipping a bird’s wings, isn’t it?

The people, the men and women, however, view his behaviors differently than the stars or the birds. They stare in a way that can only be considered disgusted or appalled, because they label him a ‘Misfit’ in the next line. This stanza is meant to reflect society’s view on autistic behaviors, rather than those of the natural world. To society, what he does is unnatural. These people that do so fail to see how his behaviors are more connected to the natural world than they think. They fail to correlate the earth spinning with his spinning, or the birds’ flapping with his flapping. To them, he just isn’t like the other kids; he doesn’t do the same thing the majority of children do. Clearly there must be something wrong with him, right? While they see only something weird and out of the ordinary, the speaker and other images in the poem see it as completely normal.

He says so himself in the next stanza when describing the blowing stim: “I found no wrong with anything” (line 15). He thinks it’s nothing more than a cool trick to blow like the wind, not another one of the odd behaviors the men and women in the last stanza thought they were. He sees how this fun trick is similar to nature, describing himself as the wind. Blowing raspberries or just blowing out air in general, they’re both traits of stimming that are often seen in autistic children. Not only does he find it perfectly fine to do these activities, he wants to share them with others. He sees it as something that other people and other children will enjoy too. And in the final stanza, he questions why anyone should stop doing these behaviors. He asks the reader, “Why stop turning and turning / When right can be found with everything?” (lines 16-17) This final question comes in direct opposition to his past repeating phrase: “found no wrong in anything.” Now rather than seeing that there is “no wrong in anything,” he sees that there is all right in everything. What he does, what the birds do, and especially the earth’s spinning, they are all part of the natural world and are all good, right things to do. Not to mention the first line could be interpreted as his wish that the men and women would see the right in everything as he does. He wishes they could consider these autistic behaviors as natural and perfectly ordinary.

‘Misfit’ is a poem about an autistic child labeled as such because of his “abnormal” behavior, but he sees himself as the opposite. Using images of the earth, birds, wind, and stars, he compares his stimming activities to the natural world and creates this picture of autism being just as ordinary as other things in the world. He disregards the view of those who consider it not to be, and instead lives on happily as his autistic self.

Word Count: 1108

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Erin’s Major Project: The Secret Garden Storyboard

Word count: 530

Chapter 17 of The Secret Garden is what I consider the defining chapter of the novel’s theme of disability and its treatment of it. In the beginning scene, Mary wakes up to hear Colin crying again at night. He’s throwing a tantrum because he thinks he’s found the lump on his spine that will turn him into a hunchback like his father and he will die. Mary’s approach to calming him down is to scream right back at him, and when she looks on his back, she finds that the only lumps there are his bones sticking out. Everything is just dandy, and the nurse tells him that he’ll be able to grow up as long as he goes out and gets fresh air. He decides he’s going to go out with Mary and Dickon in the Garden, and later on the novel ends with both children, once spoiled and angry, living happily at Misselthwaite! Yay, right?

This scene’s approach to potential disability is abhorrent (in my opinion at least), but it is very telling of the author’s opinion on disability in children: kids who are supposedly disabled are only overreacting. There’s actually nothing wrong with them at all! All they need is some fresh air and good meals, and they’ll function like any other child. Maybe some love from adults in their life too, as both Mary and Colin were neglected by their parents. Mary was the first to transform and be “cured” this way. She even says so herself in the scene. She used to be like Colin until she came to Misselthwaite Manor and “got fatter.” Once she’d started going outside, eating more, and making friends with people like Dickon and Martha, she was a perfectly normal child. Now it’s Colin’s turn to be “cured” of his illness, so that he can be normal like her and not throw as many tantrums.

The movies often don’t hold true to the scene in the book. Out of the multiple I watched, the closest to the dialogue of the scene was in the 1993 adaptation, but much of it was still changed. Judging from the trailer, I doubt the 2020 adaptation will be any better. Therefore, my goal for this project was to create a more accurate portrayal of the scene (though I realized I missed a bit of dialogue after I had finished editing the video, sorry about that). I drew all the panels myself, and edited in voice acting (none of us are pros so be easy on us there), sound effects, and music for ambiance.

The Secret Garden was one of my favorite books when I was little, and I still enjoy it despite the new view I have on the novel. I wanted to keep the seemingly uplifting atmosphere the scene has when Colin discovers he’s not sick at all, despite my disagreement with what is being implied. Because despite how bad it sounds — Children aren’t disabled; they just need fresh air and food — the author still portrays it in a positive light. I wanted to keep it as accurate to the book as possible whether or not I agreed with what was being said.

Erin Smith’s Response to The Yellow Wallpaper

The Yellow Wallpaper is a short story written by Charlotte Perkins Gilman about a woman with an unknown illness. She moves to a summer home with her husband, a physician who believes there is nothing wrong with her, where she is kept in a spacious room without much company besides her husband. She despises the peeling yellow wallpaper in the room, and during an episode she believes there is a woman trapped behind it and tears the rest of it off the wall. At the end of the story, she believes she has become the woman trapped, and her husband faints when he sees her scurrying around the room.

I’ve read this story before in high school and my class took the feminist approach at that time. My first thought after reading this story for this class was how much it reflected the treatment of mentally ill for years, especially women with mental illness. Just like the narrator, their issues were never taken seriously and it was often diagnosed as “female hysteria” which I think we all know is utter nonsense by today’s standards. Even her simple request to take down the wallpaper that bothers her a great deal is denied, her husband insisting that she was “letting it get the better of [her]” (Gilman). Not only that, but she is allowed very little to do while she is “recovering” from her illness. She cannot socialize, cannot write, and seemingly cannot leave the room with the yellow wallpaper. She is like a prisoner in her own home, and arguably the room invokes an image of a mental asylum, with the barred windows being the clearest example.

Being kept away from others only serves to worsen her condition. Humans are social, and we need to interact with more than just the same few people for long periods of time. From experience, you tend to get frustrated easier, like the narrator does with her husband. We also need stimulating activities, and the narrator says she needs it herself, “Personally, I believe that congenial work, with excitement and change, would do me good” (Gilman). She is not even allowed to write while she’s “recovering,” a basic human activity. Mentally ill people were considered unsightly and kept away from others, which often only worsened their illness like the narrator. It’s not really surprising she begins to hallucinate after who knows how long she’s been in that room, having no real activities to do.

I also couldn’t help but think of current events while reading this short story, especially after seeing a post on social media that said something like, “Whatever you guys do, don’t read The Yellow Wallpaper right now.” I’m sure a lot of people are dealing with new issues during this quarantine (myself included; my mental health has tanked since we moved out of UMW). Cooped up in our own homes, unable to go out and interact with people besides our immediate family, not much to do besides complete school work, watch TV, and/or play some kind of game. “Stir crazy” is what a lot of people are experiencing, although for others there may be hidden issues that they never experienced before because they were stimulated and properly socialized. It may be a reach on my part, but I see a bit of a connection between the story and current events as well as how mentally ill people have been treated in the past.

Word count: 575

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