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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friday 22 april 2005
86. Vocal recognition
There's one thing I haven't told you yet about the faculties people like me have to compensate the lack of vision. Believe it or not I can recognize people instantly by the pitch of their voice, well, at least the ones I know. And there are quite a few of them : the people taking care of me at school (Marie-Anne, Elisa, Elisabeth, Martine, Brigitte, Monsieur RenÈ, Monsieur Guy, the janitors, the principal, the medical staff, the other teachers, my playmates, the older kids from other classes (such as Fabiola, who I absolutely love); and the many friends of daddy and mommy, of Mathilde, of Eva; the doctors (Jef, the ophtalmologist, my pediatrician, my endocrinologist); to which you can add close and distant family : 18 uncles and aunts, and 24 cousins !); and finally the shopkeepers (Maguy the baker) and the neighbours. All in all at least a hundred people, whom I recognize simply by "hello". Even better : at home, I recognize everyone's footsteps in the stairs.
Not bad huh ?
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