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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tuesday 21 december 2004
14. My older sister Mathilde
My older sister, she lives with us one week every two weeks (she spends the other at her Mom's). I don't really get it, but to tell you the truth, it doesn't matter. I also like her. She's really smart and creative. And from the top of her nearly-15 years, she has a maturity that would amaze many. At school or elsewhere, when she talks about her family, she mentions that she has a mentally challenged and blind younger brother so casually and so naturally , that most of the time, people who don't know her answer "Hey, that can't be true ... because if it were, you wouldn't say like that !". Are people strange or what ! As if you were supposed to cultivate your misfortunes and your suffering. I won't mention the ones who tell my parents (when they explain who I am) : "My God !" or "That's awful !" (sic!) "That's terrible !" etc ...
