Hello, I am a little boy who only sees right with his heart...
Which doesn't make my parent's daily life any easier. So I'm blind and different (mentally speaking).
This blog was born in french during autumn 2003 and is now progressively being translated in your language.
New articles will therefore appear on a regular basis.
DISCLAIMER
... 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.
Therefore all stories, despite relating actual facts, are obviously biased by my interpretation of his behavior. But having known him for over five years, I don't think I'm getting it wrong.
Thank you to the "Roi Baudoin" foundation ( "Parcours hors pistes" ). The new design, hosting and translations were partially made possible by their financial support.
Many thanks to Marco Pappalardo et Laetitia Bouet for the translation.
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wednesday 29 december 2004
22. Bivi ici, mi sirpitte i pirdie, mi li miche, mi li miche... ( "mono-vowels" )
I guess you figured it out by now, I like sounds and words ... Especially puns. When I heard for the first time the song "Ma serpette est perdue" (where every word is altered using the same one vowel (or consonance) : for ex : using "i" : "mi sirpitte i pirdie"), I was hooked right away. Just imagine. I was so hooked that nowadays, I sometims enjoy communicating with my parents by using the same process.
Using "OUIN" it sounds a little like this : "Ouin poinpoin, join vioin proindre loin boin" to say "oui papa, je viens prendre le bain". It could also sound like : "Ji t'ime tri tri firt, mi Pipi!" to say "Je t'aime tres tres fort mon papa !".
It works the other way around as well, I understand when people talk to me in "mono-vowels" or "multi-vowels". To my daddy's question : "Sou vou biou, mou poutout Lou ?" (Ca va bien mon petit Lou ?), I reply in a surprisingly natural way : "Ouais, mouai pouaipouai, souai vouai biouai". (oui, mon papa, ca va bien).
I don't need to tell you about the look on people's face when we talk like that in the street !
(for those of you who are interested : you can hear the song on the website http://www.scoutspremiere.org/. And finally, to conclude : a little riddle, just for fun : what does "Ton dons pon onvonr ponr" mean ? (one of my favorite sentences to reassure myself).
... I love it ! I love the car, the child buggy, being thrown in the air, swinging myself, my rocking horse (where I would litterally spend hours if my parents would just let me have my way). Of course I love swings, I'm even learning (slowly) to set myself in motion on my own. To put it shortly, I love everything that moves (and where I don't have to make too much of an effort. hehe !) Movement is kind of like my own drug. My "fix". Apparently it is often the case with blind people. Try rocking back and forth for a while with your eyes close, you'll see... You disconnect yourself and feelings invade your brain. So daddy and mommy don't let me do that too much... I'm already living in my own bubble enough as it is.
