In the last blog I have shared incredible stories about the power of telepathy and mind, with intuitive intelligence, which relies on the intuitive sense that knowledge. I also wrote about intelligence of animals, and found non-verbal communication between humans and animals. What about non-verbal communication with children and adults, people with special needs? What is the communication with the mentally retarded? How much is a diminutive person with intellectual intelligenceTo understand the situation? It is possible that just do not know all the answers, because there is no intuitive way to measure intelligence? The researchers have shown that animals understand more than we ever imagined. And we learn nonverbal communication study children who have autism, and the search for people with savant syndrome.
Before becoming a therapist I was a special education teacher. This is the first of a few blogs where I want to shareI had some amazing interaction as an educator, including some personal revelations, and a breakthrough with significant non-verbal child is unresponsive. But the most moving experience was my personal encounter with my sister, Lois, is severely retarded. We were separated for many years. I was three, and he was four years old when my parents went out of our house. Neither of my parents had to increase the capacity on their own emotional Lois. Institutionalize the mentally impaired and wasTypical of the time, fifty years ago. My parents wanted to grow free of disability by Lois. My father told me that I could not see Lois are under the age of 18 years, because people my sister was in school children are often more susceptible to germs and contagious. This information never sat down and in me, but it sounded and felt bad, and when I left the house to get my degree in Special Education program, my doubts about his lack of veracity has been confirmed. In my first yearCollege I went to my sister to see. I spoke with doctors and social workers in advance. They were friendly, the clinic told me how it worked as an evolutionary child in a year and a half to two years. He advised me that probably would not recognize me in the face of his limited intelligence.
Lois wheels have visited the area. He sat rocking back and forth, moaning making sounds. He had a rattle in his hand and a towel has chewed on the other side. MyAunt and a friend from college came to support me. I had to leave a lot of guilt Lois, even if this was something I had no control. They welcomed their first. Lois interrupted briefly, what he did, to see both of them and quickly slipped into self-contained and happy world. I walked over and bent. My stomach was knotted. I leaned over to hug her. "Hi, Lo Lo, and Steffi, I said." I've missed you. "Where did that nickname come from? I call itLo Lo as a child? He stopped rocking, leaned her head to see better. You have me, or recognize the sound of my voice? There was an invisible spark ignition and the fire between us? Suddenly he grabbed and grabbed and pulled me to him. Lois hugged me so hard I could hardly breathe. And in the meantime they gave me a pat on the back. I started to cry. I was three again. Lois stared into his eyes and began to giggle ?
Sometimes, our eyes probe. Sometimes the viewabsent. And sometimes say: "I remember me." There is no doubt that Lois knows me, despite what the doctor said.
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