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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saturday 15 january 2005
41. Red lights ! Green lights !
My favorite game for these past few weeks has been "Red lights ! Green lights !" You probably guessed it, the idea is to hold still when I say "Red lights !" and the opposite for "Green lights !". It is sometimes a good way for my parents to make me hurry when I'm lagging behind (for example in the stairway when going upstairs to take a bath), sometimes a good way for me on the other hand to make things drag on and more fun. So I adapt the game to everything : walking, eating, getting dressed,... and playing. Sometimes of course it's not very convenient for mommy and daddy when I decide to use "red lights" a lot, it slows things down even more. But it's so fun freezing on the spot, to stop with a spoonfull of cereals (which starts dripping on the table without me realizing it)... It's like this for everything with me : white or black, positive or negative... according to my mood at the time. Anyway, I love this game, which sometimes makes me tremble (litterally) from pleasure. Oh, by the way, I know there are also "orange lights", but I'm less interested in that... Why half-measures ? And most of all, why so much seriousness in this world, which I would like to be the landof plenty !