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This blog was born in french during autumn 2003 and is now progressively being translated in your language.

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... my apologies to the people who hadn't understood this yet, all articles on this website are created and written by myself (his dad).

Lou is currently unable to do it,, just like he is to this day unable to grasp the concept of a "computer", "internet", or to focus for a long period of time on a conversation. Only time will tell us if we manage to integrate him completely in the world in which he lives.

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thursday 9 december 2004

3. The Papuans

papousSo I was telling you I'm different in my head ... That's a euphemism !
Let's just say I find pleasure in my little world, made of repetitive gestures and words I fancy !
And that's how Papuans ended up in the hit parade of my favorite puns.
You know that tale about Papuans who got lice.
One day in the car, my older sister Mathilde made the "mistake" of reading me the story to keep me busy (...apart from the rocking of the car - which I love - I don't have much more to do in the car).
So she started : " Among the Papuans, there are Papuans and non-Papuans. Among the Papuans, there are papa Papuans and non-papa Papuans. Among the Papuans, there are lice. Therefore there are papa Papuans with lice, papa Papuans without lice, non-papa Papuans with lice, and non-papa Papuans without lice... (and so on)" (in french, it's more funny because "lice" = "poux". So, it's make : "papous à poux , and for "not" we say "pas". So : "papoux pas à poux".).

In conclusion, I burst into laughter ... and they had to repeat the tale to me over and over. To tell you the whole truth, in fact, I am so sensitive that I can tell, simply from the tone of the voice, whether people are being playful with me or not. If they are not, I become bent on anger, denial, and ignoring the other person. Well yeah, put yourself in my shoes ! I don't see why I shouldn't have fun in life. So negative stuff and constraints have the same effect on me an approaching predator has on an oyster.
And the problem is that mommy and daddy don't always have the time to turn everything into fun and games.
Well, no need to describe the look on their face when early in the morning, as soon as I get out of bed, instead of saying hello to them, the first thing I tell them is : " Among the Papuans ... now papa does the Papuans !" (because on top of it I'm lazy, despite a certain form of intelligence).
I'm a little bit like "Rainman" (the autistic portrayed by Dustin Hoffman) : I have my crazes, my obsessions, my fads, and my little habits which my parents, I can tell, are trying to put an end to, or at least make me snap out of.
By Luc Boland, at 09:15 :: My own world :: #18 :: No comment
 
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