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 15 december 2004

8. What is day and night ?

Sometimes I have a real tendency to confuse day and night. Makes sense since I can't see the light ! My only reference is peace and quiet. So sometimes I party in my bed until 11 PM, sometimes I start at 3 AM ( I have the right to party in my own bed, don't I !). I reckon after that kind of solo rave party, the following days, I'm dead tired. Hence at school (special for brilliant cases like me), I'm not very cooperative, which makes M., my teacher, mad.
Therefore I frequently fall asleep in the car on the way home, sometimes on the living room floor.
By the way, what are 24 hours ? A day ? A year ? What is time passing ?
Some seriously puzzling questions for my parents ...
By Luc Boland, at 15:24 :: My own world :: #23 :: No comment
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