Lou's Diary
A little prince, not quite like the others
  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).




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Welcome to Lou's blog

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.

Want to know more ? Check out the "read me" page.

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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 june 2005

108. I must say...

(the little prince and the tyrants -2- continued)

I must say, to be completely honest, that I did enter my "no phase" a few weeks ago.
I say "no" to everything, about everything, about anything (including the things I like) : just to see ... who's boss !

No, I don't want to go to the market with daddy on sunday (we went anyway and I had lots of fun : the funfair was there with the merry-go-rounds)
No, I don't want to go to bed, take my bath, eat, play, obey...

....so the tension rises and my parents deploy the big artillery : they can't afford a trench war or to let me have the last word.
Even worse, I can tell they have formed and alliance and are sticking together. They use the big artillery right away : deep voice, and as a last resort, force !
....And I can't compete with that.
Good thing I found my favorite battlefield : the staircase.

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By Luc Boland, at 10:22 :: Day by day :: #128 :: 4 comments
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