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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saturday 11 december 2004
5. The world and the countries
Since daddy and mommy got a little tired of "papuans with lice and non-papa papuans with non-papa lice", my old man tried to explain to me the Earth, the countries... I knew I was living in such commune, in such city, in Belgium ( I even know my address ), but I had no idea there were so many countries and the Earth was so big. So daddy named the countries of the world, and the inhabitants of each one of them. Today, I can tell you that the inhabitants of Monaco are called ??? (hehe j'en avais aucune idée alors j'ai regardé au dictionnaire - Harrap's - et monégasque se traduit par ... inhabitant of Monaco !!! donc à toi de voir :p), that in Afghanistan, it's the Afghanis, in Pakistan, Pakistanis ; I know the inhabitants of Burkina Faso (pareil que monégasques...), Yemenites, Madagascans, Cubans, Guatemalans, etc...
To make a long story short, this is the game I use now to drive my parents nuts : as soon as they ask me what I want to do, or during my meals, I answer : "So daddy ... tell me the countries !" Daddy being even more stubborn than I am, he always asks me to start by naming a few before taking over, which I don't always do gladly. I don't see why I should tire myself out when daddy knows them all !
