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.
... 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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friday 11 february 2005
55. In the forest (3)
(end) Thanks to that little game, I walk a little and I learn to orientate myself with sounds. I also mostly learn to trust, because sometimes, I deviate from my trajectory, heading for a ditch or a large beech. Briefly said, I must listen to daddy's advice. "Stop!" - "To the left" - "To the right" - "Here the pushchair !" (...) In conclusion, if you run, in the forest, into a funny guy with a white dog, waving an empty pushchair singing : "pushchair, push-pushchair..." and that further ahead, there is a kid laughing on his own and slowly moving forward, don't worry. It's not visitation day in some nearby asylum. Although ... when you see sometimes the face of the people we walk by...
(P.S. : ridicule doesn't kill anymore, otherwise the whole family would have been decimated a long time ago !)