My aanvaarding van myself was ‘n belangrike stap op my pad na Vryheid vanuit my tronk van angs en vrees. My aanvaarding van myself sou nie moontlik gewees het sonder: geloof, kommunikasie, kennis oor hoekom my lyf werk soos hy werk.
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I am free (1)
Acceptance, the key out of my prison. PART 1 (OF 4) This is a translation of the original blog written in Afrikaans. Anxiety is no longer my prison. Anxiety has always been my biggest enemy. He is no more. My anxiety about my inability to show that I am a human being, with a brainContinue reading “I am free (1)”
EK IS VRY (1)
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.
A lot has changed since I can communicate.
April 2022 Please note: I am still non-speaking. Here follows a translation of a blog originally written in Afrikaans by Nicolaas This holiday was all so different from what it was in the years I couldn’t communicate that it’s hard for me to believe that this is not just a beautiful dream I’m living. BeingContinue reading “A lot has changed since I can communicate.”
Baie het verander vandat ek kan kommunikeer
April 2022 Hierdie vakansie was alles so anders as wat dit was in die jare wat ek nie kon kommunikeer het nie, dat dit vir my moeilik is om te glo dat hierdie nou nie net ‘n mooi droom is wat ek belewe nie. Om na partytjies te kan gaan en met ander mense teContinue reading “Baie het verander vandat ek kan kommunikeer”
The best day in my life.
I have been wishing to go to a normal school for as long as I can remember. To actually have that dream come true is the best thing that ever happened to me since being able to communicate. I am so overjoyed. I am still hoping that other non-speaking children will also get this kind of opportunity to proper education.
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.
MY WOORDE IS MOOI
My woorde was nog altyd in my kop, maar dit was oor ons S2C begin gebruik het, dat almal nou weet van my woorde wat nie by my mond kan uitkom nie. Dit wat my lewe was voor my woorde kon uitkom, kan ons nie ‘n lewe noem nie. Dit was so sleg dat my woorde nie genoeg is om daarvan te vertel nie.
Om te sê dat my lewe nou beter geraak het sedert ek kan kommunikeer, is nie reg nie. Ek lewe eers vandat ek kan kommunikeer.
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 