If my “autistic-children” could sing,

this is how they would sound and what they would say….

I also feel so different most of the time.

(If I post this right now, is because I just woke up and I still remember my dream very well…. I was seeing a “different” teenager being openly bullied by others and nobody around moved to protect him. I took him in my arms, and drove him away in a safe place. I felt i would always protect him. Then I turned and saw so many more “different” kids to protect. I smiled and I took all of them in my arms. The bullied disappeared. They at the end they came back in my dream to help me. I woke up…. and decided to give a voice to those who cannot talk, cannot share emotions, who were born “with less” but have so much more inside of them then most of us, because they have internal purity.

[At home with my big-children in Phonm Penh, Cambodia]

“You have to be the bravest person in the world to go out every day,

being yourself when no one likes who you are.”

Matthew Dicks, Memoirs of an Imaginary Friend

[Visiting the handicapped children, section of PSE (Pour in Sourire d'Enfant NGO),
when they reach 18 years of age, we (ACH) take them with us, instead of them being put back in the streets]