3rd Quarter 2015-16
From the Director's Desk
Welcome, Congratulations, and Best Wishes!
Stephen "Santos" has been employed at YAP since Fall 2009. He has been an instrumental part of the YAP Lancaster Programs. He is only one of a few staff in the Lancaster program that has provided TSS, Respite, Adult, and Advocate services. He is a graduate of Lancaster Bible College where he earned a Bachelors of Science with a major in Bible Science for School Counseling. Santos is a foodie so in his free time he enjoys visiting local eateries with friends and family. He also enjoys making craft home brew and home made wine. He is happily married with an energetic 3 year old that he adores. Santos and his wife are patiently waiting for there second child, due March of 2016.
Community Corner and Outreach
Enjoy a night out
Downtown LancasterMarch 4th, 2016
YAP will be outreaching at
March 24, 2016
Edge of Autism Walk
YAP will be at this eventBuchanan Park
April 23, 2016
CPR/First Aid Training
Monday, Feb. 15th, 9am-4pm
1891 Santa Barbara Drive
Friday, March 25th, 9am-4pm
1891 Santa Barbara Drive
Autism & Art
I am Ethan.
You may not understand me, or the way I feel today.
You may not understand my reasoning for things I do or say.
The reasons why I'm so loud and say things over & over again,
Why I run so differently or lose my homework every now & then.
I write my letters backwards and sometimes numbers too,
and when in a conversation, I'll say "Guess what" 100 times to you.
Too much noise, light, or excitement can set me in a spin.
I don't like the way these pants feel rubbing against my skin.
I try to be good, but sometimes it's hard to control,
I have to do it, it's an impulse, I don't always do what I'm told.
Ketchup, Ranch and BBQ sauce on everything I eat,
sometimes I have days that I just can't sit still in my seat.
I like to talk a lot even when it's out of turn,
my mind plays tricks on me and interrupts what I'm trying to learn.
Sit up straight, wipe my face, and play ever so soft,
some of these things I have trouble with and I usually lose my train of thought.
I didn't mean to spill the milk mom, or slam the door so hard,
everyone else is done with their homework, I don't know where to start?
My heart's as big as gold, my feelings get hurt too,
I get sad, cry and have bad days just like you.
My brain works differently than other girls and boys,
but one thing always holds true, I can give your life so much joy.
I get frustrated so easily and my hand won't work that way,
I don't understand why those other kids won't let me come over and play.
Please don't think of me any differently or love of me any less,
I'm just like other kids and trying to do my best.
I am very special in my own unique way, and every moment with me
you'll never have a dull day.
By Kelly Graham