Angs is nie meer my tronk nie. Ek was ‘n slaaf van vrees. My aanvaarding van myself was ‘n belangrike stap op hierdie pad na Vryheid. My hart is rustig oor my verlede en my pad vorentoe.
Category Archives: non-verbal
I love school
A fun day for me, is a day filled with learning new things. When my brain is occupied, my body is much calmer than when I am bored. To have a calm body is absolute bliss.
Now it’s 2022’s turn.
Communication changed my life. My dreams come true. But now I can start dreaming new dreams that I could never even think about. Kommunikasie het my lewe verander. My drome word waar. Maar nou kan ek al nuwe drome begin droom wat ek nooit eers oor kon dink nie.
2021’s most beautiful things
This year has not been a good year, it has been an excellent year. Thinking like that about the past year, is a good thing for me because there is so much to be thankful for
Nou moet ons vorentoe.
She tried hard to communicate with me. I tried hard to communicate with her.
The harder we tried to reach each other, the greater our frustration with our failures became.
If we then knew what we know now, things would have been so different, but we did not have the knowledge we have now.
We love each other, have learned, felt guilty, forgiven each other and now we are on the way forward.
MY WORDS ARE BEAUTIFULL
My words have always been in my head, but it was only after starting to use S2C, that everyone now knows of my words that can not get out of my mouth. My words have always been in my head, but it was only after starting to use S2C, that everyone now knows of my words that can not get out of my moutTo say that my life has gotten better since I can communicate is not right. I only live since I can communicate.h.
My body learns a lesson.
It is not every day that we can do stuff like other families. When we do something different than usual, my body does not want to cooperate. Because we can now tell each other what is bothering us, we can handle the strange situations better.
My lyf leer ‘n les.
Om ‘n nuwe ding aan te pak is my grootste uitdaging. Omdat ons mekaar nou kan vertel wat ons pla, kan ons die vreemde situasies beter hanteer. As ons nie vir mekaar kan sê wat aangaan nie, sal hulle nooit verstaan wat met my gebeur nie.
My Dad is my hero
My pa is ‘n gewone pappa wat ‘n ongewone seun gekry het. Dit was nie wat my pappa wou hê nie, daarvan is ek oortuig. MAAR my pappa het MY droom laat waar word
I’m not a box full of broken parts.
I’m autistic. But autism isn’t everything I am. I’m not broken. Appreciate me for my whole being.
my silent voice/ my stil stem 