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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tuesday 17 may 2005

95. Now I'm speaking Dutch !

In the country where I live, there are 3 official languages. So starting from age 9 kids pick a second language at school. Including my sister Eva since the beginning of this schoolyear.
She came home singing songs in Dutch ... I was immediately hooked once my parents explained to me that it was another language, like English.
It didn't take more for me to start imitating Eva or asking daddy to speak in Dutch.
Since he knows some basics, hij heeft mij in vlaams beantwoorden ( ...erm... ) (he replied
in Dutch). I burst into laughter.

Since then, and especially during these holidays in the Ardennes, I regularly ask daddy to speak to me in Dutch. And I imitate him in a funny way, such as "ay, oy, oy, oy, oy" (because many words in that language "sound" a bit like "ay" or "hey" in English).

The picture is from one of those meals where daddy imitates me when I'm speaking Dutch.
Needless to say I love it !

Note : Dear reader, please don't interpret any part of this article as making fun of my Dutch friends !
By Luc Boland, at 09:39 :: Day by day :: #114 :: 6 comments
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