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Special Needs Autism Recommended Booklist



Best Books on Special Needs Children
April is Autism Awareness Month. When I graduated with my BS in pyschology and special education, these book list was part of my inspiration. Here is my recommended reading list for special needs educators, parents and caregivers. My copies are dog-earred and torn. And I treasure them like Croesus's gold. Great for those interested in helping special needs adults and children!
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