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Welkom op my blad
My stil stem
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My mamma verjaar vandag
Ek wens my mamma wil haar eie storie vertel. Sy is my grootste inspirasie en ondersteuner sodat ek kan doen wat ek nou doen.
Om vir die wêreld te vertel dat kinders soos ek dalk dom lyk, maar slim is met baie mooi harte, is nie aldag maklik nie. Ons is al deur baie moeilike situasies.
My mamma ondersteun my nog altyd. Sy moes al baie keer baklei om my gehelp te kry. Sy doen dit sonder om moeg of bang te raak. Sonder haar, wat my nooit in die steek laat nie, sou ek nooit kon vorder tot waar ek nou is nie.
My mamma het so ‘n mooi hart, want sy probeer ander kinders soos ek, ook help. Dit sukkel om mense te oortuig, maar sy hou aan. Ek is nou al so baie keer met my mamma se hulp deur die wereld gehoor, want sy hou aan.
My mamma verjaar en hierdie is my geskenk vir haar. ‘n Groot dankie is al wat ek het om vir haar te gee, maar dit is my beste manier om vir haar te sê hoe lief ek haar het. Dit is my beste geskenk wat ek vir haar kan gee, want niks wat ek ooit kan koop sal ooit genoeg kan wees om te wys hoe dankbaar ek is vir my mamma nie.
Met liefde, vir my mamma.
Posted bynicolaascpaulsen 15th Jun 2020 Posted inUncategorized4 Comments on My mamma verjaar vandag
Lockdown is like Christmas to me
“Lockdown” is soos Kersfees vir my
Please scroll down for English version. Translation to English done by Mom.
“Lockdown” in die middel van die jaar voel soos Kersfees vir my, want ons is almal by die huis en dit is die lekkerste ding vir my.
As ons met vakansie is op die plaas kry ons gesin tyd om lekker saam te kuier, want in die kwartaal moet ons in Worcester bly sodat ek en my sussie kan skool toe gaan. Dit is vir my bitter lekker vandat ek nie meer net sit en ginne gaap in die skool nie, maar om al die tyd saam met my hele gesin te wees is, is vir my die heel lekkerste ding in die lewe.
As ons op ‘n ander plek as die plaas saam kuier, is dit my eerste gedagte dat ek nie met my gesin se behoeftes kan by bly met al die goed wat hulle wil doen nie. Die plaas is my enigste plek waar ek honderd present rustig kan wees oor my andersheid, want hier is niemand wat vir my snaaks aan kyk oor ek nie soos ander mense optree nie.
So, “lockdown” is vir my nie so sleg soos wat dit vir baie ander mense is nie.
Tog besef ek dat “lockdown” nie ‘n grap is nie en dit is iets wat my baie laat dink aan my eie “lockdown” toe ek nie kon kommunikeer het nie. Dit was baie sleg en ek wil dit nooit weer oor hê nie.
My mooiste herinneringe was van die dag toe ek die eerste keer kon wys op die borde dat ek met my mamma kan praat deur te druk op die letters met my potlood. Dit was die mooiste dag en ek sal dit nooit vergeet nie. Ek wil hê dat julle daaraan moet dink wanneer die lockdown verby is, want dit is hoe ek gevoel het. Ek was bly, en ek was bang, en ek was ontsteld, en ek was opgewonde en ook onseker oor my toekoms.
Dit is nou ‘n paar jaar later en ek kan vir almal daar buite sê dat, al lyk dinge dalk nou donker en al is mense bang en onseker, moenie moed opgee nie. Daar is ‘n lig voor in die tonnel. Al vat dit dalk jare, daar is hoop en ons moet dit nie vergeet nie.
Ek is baie dankbaar vir my mooi sussie wat my so mooi gehelp het. Dankie daarvoor, ek waardeer dit baie. Ek wil graag my blog oor die lockdown opdra aan Lisa, want sy help my baie.
Lockdown in the middle of the year feels like Christmas to me, because all of us are at home and I enjoy that the most.
When we are on holiday at the farm, we get time to spend together as a family. During the school term we have to stay in Worcester for me and my sister to be able to attend school. I really enjoy going to school very much since I am not only sitting around doing nothing at school, but being with my family all the time, is the thing I enjoy most in life.
When we spend time together anywhere else than on the farm, my first thought is that I cannot keep up with my family’s needs and everything they want to do. The farm is the only the place where I can be totally relaxed about being different , because here is nobody that notice that I do not act the same as other people.
So, for me, this lockdown is not as bad as it is for many other people.
I do realise though that lockdown is not a joke. It is something that reminds me very much about my own lockdown when I could not communicate. It was very bad and I never want to have that again.
My most beautiful memories are of the first day I could show that I can talk to my mom by poking the letters with my pencil on the boards. That was the most beautiful day and I shall never forget that. I want you to think about that when the lockdown is over, because that is how I felt. I was happy, I was scared, and I was upset, and I was excited and also uncertain about my future.
It is a few years later now, and I can tell everyone out there that even though things may look bad now, and even though people are scared and uncertain, do not give up hope. There is a light at the end of the tunnel. Even though it may take years, there is hope, do not forget that.
I am very grateful to my pretty sister who helped me so well. I want to dedicate this blogpost about lockdown to Lisa, because she helps me very much.
Posted bynicolaascpaulsen 15th Apr 2020 Posted inautismTags:alternative communication, autism, lockdown, nicolaas paulsen, non speaking, non-verbal, spelling to communicate1 Comment on Lockdown is like Christmas to me
My words: My best weapon and tool
My woorde, my beste wapen en gereedskap.
Ek wil begin by my woorde, want dit is my kosbaarste besitting.
I want to start off with my words, because they are my most precious possession.
Ek is so dankbaar daarvoor dat ek nou kan spel en skryf, want dit maak dat ek my mooi woorde kan deel met ander mense. Ek verstaan dat daar ander mense is wat ook mooi woorde het, maar wat my woorde so spesiaal maak is dat ek nie ‘n stem het nie en dat my lyf nie saam met my brein werk nie. So, ek lyk baie dom en onbeholpe, maar ek het hierdie mooi woorde in my kop wat myself verbaas as hulle uitkom op papier.
I am so thankful for being able to spell and write now, because of that, I can share my beautiful words with other people. I understand that there are other people with beautiful words as well, but what makes my words so beautiful is that I do not have a voice and my brain does not work well with my body. So, I look very stupid and incompetent, but I have these beautiful words in my head which surprises even myself when they appear on paper.
Ander mense sukkel om my mooi woorde te versoen met dit wat hulle sien van my lyf en dit het my eers vies gemaak, maar nou is ek bly daaroor. My mamma help my om met ander mense te praat en hulle sien dan dat ek kan praat al het ek nie ‘n stem nie en ek het mooi woorde, al lyk ek soos ek lyk.
Other people struggle to reconcile how I look, with the beautiful words I have. It upset me initially, but now I am glad about it. My mom helps me to communicate with other people and then they realise that I can talk, even though I do not have a voice and that I have beautiful words, even though I look the way I do.
My woorde is my beste “tool” om die wêreld te vertel van my outisme en om met maats wat soos ek is te help om ook hulle woorde uit hulle dom en deurmekaar lywe te laat kry. Ek is baie dankbaar vir my mamma, want sy is ‘n baie goeie kommunikasie en regulerings vennoot (CRP) vir my. Ek wens my maats wat soos ek is het ook sulke goeie CRP’s sodat hulle ook gehoor kan word.
My words are my best tool to tell the world about my autism and to help my friends, who are the same as me, to get their words out of their stupid and dysregulated bodies. I am very grateful for my mom, because she is a very good Communication and Regulation Partner (CRP) to me. I whish all my friends, who are like me, can also have such good CRP’s for them to be able to be heard as well.
My woorde is ook my sterkste wapen teen my eie mooi gemoed se donker dae, want as ek enigsins moed verloor oor ek so sukkel met my lyf, sal my woorde altyd die ligpunt wees waaraan ek vashou en wat my so baie help dat ek nie mistroostig raak oor my lyf wat my soms so kwaad maak nie.
My words are also my strongest weapon against my own mind’s dark days. When I feel like losing hope because I struggle so much with my body, my words will always be the ray of light which I can hold on to and which keeps me from not getting to despondent about my body which makes me so angry sometimes.
Posted bynicolaascpaulsen 14th Apr 2020 Posted inautismTags:autism, my silent voice, nicolaas paulsen, non speaking, non-verbal, spelling to communicate1 Comment on My words: My best weapon and tool
My autism is not as bad as you think.1
April is outisme-maand, maar outisme is my lewe. Elke dag is outisme-dag vir my. Outisme is die ding wat my lewe elke dag anders maak as vir meeste kinders van my ouderdom.
April is autism month, but autism is my life. Every day is autism day for me. Autism is the thing which makes my life different from most kids of my age.
Outisme is nie so sleg soos wat meeste mense dink nie. Outisme is my lewe, so ek weet waarvan ek praat as ek dit sê.
Autism is not as bad as most people think. Autism is my life, so I know what I am talking about.
My outisme is nie ‘n las nie. Ek is bekommerd dat mense dink dat outisme net sleg is. Dit is my wens dat ek die wêreld se negatiewe konnektasie van outisme kan verander.
Autism is not a burden for me. I am worried that people think that autism is only bad. It is my wish to change the world’s negative conoctation of autism.
Ek is so spyt niemand kan in my kop sien hoe outisme my brein laat werk nie. As mense kon sien, sou hulle verstaan hoekom outisme nie ‘n slegte ding is nie. Ek is so vies as mense net sleg praat van outisme, want dit is eintlik ‘n baie mooi ding wat my lewe soveel interessanter maak as wat ander mense s’n is.
It is such a shame that nobody can see in my head how autism makes my brain work. If people could have seen, they would have understood why autism is not such a bad thing. I get very upset when people only say negative things about autism, because it is actually a very beautiful thing which makes my life a lot more interesting than other people’s.
My outisme lyk nie dieselfde as ander se outisme nie. So, ek kan net van my outisme vertel. My outisme is anders, maar dit is ook baie dieselfde as ander kinders s’n.
My autism does not look the same as other autisms. So, I can only tell about my autism. My autism is different, but also very similar to other kid’s autism.
My outisme is so lekker om te hê dat ek dit beslis nie wil weg wens nie. Ek sal nie my lewe wil verander as ek sou kon nie. Ek is uniek geskape en ek is tevrede met wat God vir my gegee het, al is dit nie elke dag maklik nie.
My autism is so nice to have, that I definitely do not want to wish it away. Even if I could change my life, I would not. I am created uniquely and I am satisfied with what God gave me, even though it’s not always easy.
My outisme is my beste eienskap. As ek dit verduidelik, sal ek baie lank moet skryf. So ek wil elke dag van April maand oor iets skryf wat my outisme spesiaal maak en dan kan ons elke week iets post.
My autism is my best attribute. When I have to explain this, I’ll have to write a very long essay. So, I want to write about things that make my autism so special every day of April and then I can post it every week.
Ek wil daarom oor drie goed skryf wat my outisme so spesiaal maak.
I want to write about three things which makes my autism so special to me.
Posted bynicolaascpaulsen 8th Apr 2020 Posted inautism1 Comment on My autism is not as bad as you think.1
Me and my beautiful teacher Elizna
This is a translation by mom and teacher Elizna of the original “My droom om te dans”.
My mood/emotions and my body are related. I see it as a dance, because they both dance with me. My mood/emotions on the one side and my body on the other. As soon as they do not dance smoothly together, there is trouble. My body tends to pull to the one side and my mood to the other. Then there is extreme confusion. Sometimes it is an immensely difficult battle to interoperate with these two sides of me, but when we do dance in harmony, my life is super happy. I want to tell you what helps me to get this dance right.
My mom is very patient with me. If only I could have been this patient with myself, life would have been much easier for me.
My beautifull teacher Elizna:
She showed me how to draw mindmaps. This helps me to organize my thoughts, in order for me to – when I have a problem – construct clever plans and find solutions.
Her calm demeaner, when she works with me, helped me a lot. As soon as somebody shouts or screams at me, my body immediately gets confused and then my body does not want to listen to my brain at all.
She also showed me how enjoyable school can be when you are understood and accepted. It makes a gigantic difference in my life to be accepted, with all my difficulties and all, like now.
Previously it was impossible for me to regulate myself in the classroom, because I could feel that I was not accepted. It is the most difficult thing for me to regulate myself in an unfriendly environment.
I am really happy now with a teacher that understands how my body and my mind are related.
My body is my worst enemy when he does not want to cooperate with my brain.
When I notice that somebody gets involved with my struggle and does not allow me the opportunity to solve my problem by myself, then I feel as if that person does not trust me to be able to solve my problem by myself. So, then I feel that I am not accepted.
I appreciate help very much, but I also need space to try things myself, eventhough somebody assists me.
It is also important to me to feel save enough to ask for help when I need it, without feeling judged for not being able to get my body to do a simple task.
It is a very difficult balance to find, because sometimes my mom or somebody else needs to intervene to stop me from keeping on struggling with something. There are situations like that as well and someone will only get it right if they understand me very well.
I also had to learn to accept myself.
That is something I am only starting with, so, I still have a long road ahead of me. It was only possible to start accepting myself because I felt more accepted by the people around me.
It is very important in my process of self-acceptance for me to feel that people appreciate me for my clever brain and do not judge me for my stupid body.
This is so important that I cannot say it enough. It is the most beautiful thing for me when I see my mom’s and my beautiful teacher’s acceptance of me and supporting me in my efforts to accept myself for my good and my bad attributes. It is the best thing when they help me to try and find solutions.
Before I could communicate, I often tried to find solutions myself, but nobody knew about my efforts and I was often judged for my behaviour, while I was actually trying my utmost best to find a solution myself. Now that I can communicate, I can ask for help and discuss my plans with my mom and my beautiful teacher. I am very happy that I am able to do that.
This is also super important.
My body does not show how I feel.
So, if I cannot communicate, I cannot show what bothers me or makes me happy. It is a huge battle when my body does not want to co-operate and I cannot tell with my “pentalker” what the problem is. I then get extremely frustrated with myself as well as the people around me.
My mom often reads and tells me about other blogs she read that was written by other people whose bodies also messes around like mine, and they mean a lot to me. They tell about their struggles with their bodies that does not want to cooperate and that helps me not to feel all alone. I am for ever gratefull to them for their willingness to share their struggles with the world. It makes a huge difference in my struggle to accept myself.
They are the only company I have that is the same as me, because my friends who are in my school, cannot communicate yet. My blogger friends are very special to me. There were times when I was extremely despondent because of my body’s uncooperativeness. I felt as if it was only my body that does this. It helped me a lot when I heard there are other people who have the same struggle as me.
I have a few practical tips to help me with my dance with my body and my emotions.
The one thing that helps me the most, is body engagers, which keeps my body busy while my brain is working.
I love a video about fish which my teacher often plays for me in class. While I am watching the fishes, I am actually thinking very hard. When my body is not busy while I am using my brain, I struggle to control my body and then my body gets me in trouble.
When I am busy with the body engagers, I can think more clearly. When I have to keep my body 100% still, it takes so much effort from me that I cannot think clearly. Then I am totally exhausted from the struggle to control my body and I am then doomed for failure.
It is because I was watching the fishes, that I could write this blog. It also calms me down when I watch the fishes swimming around so beautifully.
I sometimes uses something which texture I like and feels nice to me, to keep my hands busy. This also helps a lot. If that does not help me, I try to get something different to keep myself busy so that I can think.
I like to stim as well, which helps me to keep calm when I get worked up or upset.
I think people have no idea how well I can sense their mood fluctuations. This has a serious influence on my body and my mood. It is very difficult for me to function in the presence of somebody who is not calm.
I have a struggle to stay calm myself. As soon as I get excited, sad, stressed, unhappy or experience any other emotion than calmness, then I struggle immensely to keep my body under control. The emotions confuse my body. So if someone close to me struggles to keep calm, then I have no chance of controling my body. It is especially important to stay calm when it looks like I am busy losing it. It is very difficult for me to turn my mood and my body around when people around me react to my body’s movements and the sounds I make when I get upset. I have to try to keep myself calm, otherwise I am going to lose it in any case. Whether I can turn it around when I am already upset, mostly depends on the people around me.
My ears’ lightning conductors
That is what my noise cancelling headphones and white noise are to my very sensitive ears. These are very important aids to help me with my dance with my mood and my body. The other thing that also helps me is when I cover my ears with my hands, so that the loud or irritating sounds not upset me.
Respect for my hard work to control my body.
It is very important that I should be allowed the opportunity to say when I am done, because then I am too tired to control my body any further. I am then not certain anymore if I will be able to keep my body under control in case I get upset. I appreciate it immenseley if someone respects me enough to give me the opportunity to say if I can no longer hold on.
That implies that I sometimes have to throw in the towel and try again on another day.
It is very important that I should be given this choice so that I know that my body is not going to let me down at a time or place that is humiliating to me.
I will probably never have complete control over my body, but I can work on my reaction on my “out of control” body. Thank you to each person who helped me to understand that. I think this is the most important lesson I’ve learned in my effort to dance in harmony with my mood and my body. I am already managing to control myself, even if I am very upset about something or about something someone said. It is already so much better than it was before, but I still have a long road ahead of me and I still have to work very hard on it every day.
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My mooiste mooiste mooi jaar was 2019
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My stem is steeds doodstil, maar my woorde trek oor die wêreld heen. Dit is my mooiste droom wat waar geword het met my blogskrywery. My stem was nog altyd stil en my woorde was my geheim wat net ek van geweet het. Vandat ek kan kommunikeer deur te spel op die borde en te skryf, is my woorde nou nie meer net my geheim nie. My woorde is nou my beste wonderwerk en droom wat waar geword het, want nou kan my woorde iets beteken vir ander mense. Ek wil veral vir my maats wat soos ek is, help, want dit sal my hart bly maak as ek vir ander kinders soos ek wie se stemme ook stil is, kan hoop gee. Ek sal altyd my beste probeer om ander soos ek te help, want ek weet hoe swaar dit is om nie te kan praat nie. Ek wens ek kan dit vir ander kinders makliker maak sodat hulle nie so lank soos ek moet wag om hul woorde uit te kry nie. Ek is nou so dankbaar dat ek kan kommunikeer dat ek baie graag vir ander wil help.
Die mooiste mooi van die jaar vir my was dat ek soos ander kinders kon leer en skool toe gaan. Dit is iets wat baie kinders as ‘n straf sien dat hulle moet skool toe gaan, maar vir my was dit nog altyd net ‘n droom om te kan leer. Ek het die jaar die eerste keer kans gekry om te kan leer soos ander kinders en ek het gewys dat ek dit kan doen.
Ek is woes besig om my mooiste drome te laat bewaarheid en ek is baie dankbaar vir mamma en pappa en my sussie, Lisa, vir al hul hulp en ondersteuning, maar ek weet dat niks moontlik sou wees as dit nie vir die genade van my God was nie. Ook was daar baie ander mense op my pad wat my gehelp het om my drome te verwesenlik. As ek almal my mooiste wense kan gee, sal dit wees dat hulle my moet sien om te glo waar ek gekom het.
My mooiste wens is dat wat met my gebeur het, ook met my maats wat soos ek is, gebeur. Die mense dink dit is net ek wat so slim is, maar my maats het ook woorde in hul koppe wat wag om uit te kom. Ek wens hulle kry ook die hulp wat ek gekry het sodat hulle ook kan glo dat dit vir hulle ook moontlik is om hulle drome te bewaarheid.
Ek het ook slegte ondervindings gehad, maar omdat ek nou kan kommunikeer, kon ons selfs die slegte ondervindings mooi uitsorteer.
My mooiste jaar se Kersfees was my beste ooit, want ek het persente gekies vir my gesin. Dit was die eertse keer ooit dat ek dit kon doen en dit het my hart vreeslik bly gemaak. Dit is ongelooflik lekker om my mooiste jaar so af te sluit, want my gesin het vreeslik baie opgeoffer om my te kan help. Ek voel soms skuldig oor alles wat hulle moet prys gee om my te kan help. Dit was vir my baie lekker dat ek vir hulle met ‘n geskenkie uit my hart kon dankie sê.
My mooiste mooi jaar het geëidig met ‘n mooi dans by die Sutherland hotel. Dit was vreeslik lekker om saam met my gesin te kan gaan dans. Dit was so lekker om met my mamma ook te kan dans. Ek sal dit nooit kon gedoen het as dit nie was vir al die moeite wat ons die jaar met my kommunikasie en terapieë gedoen het nie. Dit was ‘n jaar van baie hoogtepunte en dit gaan nog mooier wees in 2020, want ek kan nou praat, al is my stem steeds stil.
Mag 2020 ook vir al my vriende en familie so mooi wees soos wat 2019 vir my was.
Ek sal dit met my hele hart vir my maats wat ook nie kan praat nie, toe wens.
Translation done by Mom.
My voice is still silent, but my words travel across the world. Writing this blog, is my most beautiful dream come true. My voice was always silent, and my words were my secret, which only I knew of. Since I can now communicate by spelling on the boards and writing, my words are no longer only a secret. My words are now my best miracle and dream come true because it can now help other people. I want to help other people like me. It will make me very happy if I could give hope to other children like me whose voices are also silent. I shall always try my best to help others like me, because I know how difficult it is not to be able to speak. I wish I can make it easier for other children so that they do not have to wait as long as I did to get their words out. I am very grateful to be able to communicate and I would love to help others.
The most beautiful beautiful of this year for me was that I could learn and attend school like other children. Children often do not like to attend school, but it has always only been a dream of mine to be able to learn. This year I got the chance to learn (aka “age appropriate schooling”) like other children and I proved that I can do it.
I am busy reaching my most beautiful dreams at an alarming pace. I am very grateful for my mom and my dad and my sister, Lisa, for all their help and encouragement, but I know that none of it would have been possible without the grace of my God. There were also many other people who helped me achieve my dreams. I wish that they could see where I got to to believe it.
My most beautiful wish is that what happened to me, also happens for my friends who are like me. People think that it is only me that are so clever, but my friends also have words in their heads which await to be freed. I wish they can also receive the help I got so that they can also believe that their dreams can also come true.
I also had bad experiences, but because I can now communicate, we could sort out even the bad experiences and make them beautiful.
My most beautiful year’s Christmas was my best ever, because I could choose presents for my family. This was the very first time I could do this and it made me extremely happy. It is unbelievably enjoyable to end my year this way, because my family sacrificed a lot to help me. I often feel guilty because of everything they have to sacrifice to be able to help me. It was extremely nice to be able to thank them with a present from the bottom of my heart.
My most beautiful beautiful year ended with a beautiful dance at the Sutherland hotel with my family. I enjoyed it immensely to go to the dance with my family. It was so enjoyable to dance with my mom. I would never have been able to do this was it not for all the effort we made with my communication and therapies. It was a year with many highlights and it is going to be even better in 2020, because I can now talk, even though my voice is still silent.
May 2020 be as beautiful for all my friends and family as 2019 was for me.
I wish this especially for all my friends who also cannot speak.
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My mamma is my woorde se stem, want ek is al 13 jaar oud maar kan nie praat nie. Tog het ek baie woorde in my kop wat ek graag met julle wil deel oor my lewe as ‘n outistiese seun. Daarom moet ek met my mamma se hulp vir julle skryf of spel op my spelbord, want my stem is stil. My mamma moet my help, maar my woorde is my eie woorde. Ek is nie my eie lyf se baas nie, daarom is dit vir my moeilik om self te tik, so, my mamma help my om te leer tik met Spelling to Communicate. Dit is my mooiste verhaal se begin by Spelling to Communincate wat vir my mamma gewys het dat ek ook mooi slim is en woorde het al het hulle niks klank nie. Ek is baie dankbaar vir Spelling to Communicate, want dit het my…
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My mamma # My mommy
My mamma is my grootste ondersteuner. Sy is die een wat my elke dag help om te kan praat. Mamma is my mooiste mamma. My pa is baie gelukkig om haar as vrou te hê. Mamma is so anders as ander mammas wat net mooi lief is vir hul kinders, want mamma is ook my stem en my lyf se mooi motorband, want sy help my lyf reguleer en hou my lyf op die regte pad soos ‘n kar se wiele hom op die regte pad hou. Mens moet vreeslik baie geduld hê om dit te kan doen. My mamma het nie baie geduld nie, maar sy het geleer om met my geduldig te wees. Selfs al maak ek haar soms maar sleg seer sy bly bly lief vir my en probeer my altyd help. Sonder haar sou ek verlore gewees het. My mamma is my beste vriendin maar ook my belangrikste skakel met die wêreld wat my nie verstaan nie.
My mommy is my greatest supporter. She is the one that helps me everyday to communicate. Mommy is my most beautiful mommy. My dad is very lucky to have her as a wife. My mommy is so different from other moms who only love their children, because my mom is also my voice and my body’s tyre, because she helps me to regulate my body and keep my body on the right path as a car’s wheels keeps a car on the right path. You have to have a lot of patience to to be able to do that. My mommy does not have a lot of patience, but she learned to have patience with me. Even though I sometimes hurt her, she still loves me and always tries to help me. Without her, I would be lost. My mommy is my best friend but also my most important link to the world that does not understand me.
Posted bynicolaascpaulsen 25th Sep 2019 Posted inUncategorizedTags:alternative communication, autism, non-verbal, spelling to communicateLeave a comment on My mamma # My mommy