Schizophrenia is an illness I’ve always had interest in studying and deep sympathy for those who have it. My main character in my book, Memory Bound, has it as well.
Special Books Special Kids (SBSK) just posted this video and I wanted to share it. Let’s all try to support, care for and understand each other a little more in 2020.
Thanks for watching.
Whenever I’ve had a particularly trying day, Special Kids Special Books (SBSK) puts the wind back into my sails. The youth and adults who Chris and his partner interview on their YouTube channel are amazing and full of life. I’ve learned so much and have been humbled at every turn. These people are warriors.
So if you’ve had a crummy day, or can’t quite solve life’s latest questions, pop on some SBSK. Here’s two friends I met today, as Chris always refers to his interviewees.
Cheers and keep moving forward. Keep writing. ✏️
The longer I live, the more appreciative I am of the Encouragers. Encouragers are the ones who give off genuine light, positivity and leave judgment at the door.
Erica’s story and words of encouragement are below. Around the 7:44 marker, I feel like these words could apply to writing a novel, as she explains how she felt after completing a marathon.
Keep going, Arcians. Stay the course.
So it’s been a rough week. I start to eat a late dinner and I come across the below. YouTube has disabled comments indiscriminately for some channels, including Special Books, Special Kids. The video is raw and emotional and explains the importance of these videos, and the comments from around the world, that show disabled adults and children they are loved, accepted and wanted.
Please consider signing the petition and/or sharing the video. Together I hope we can get the comments back and shout out some more love and acceptance. Thank you.
Hi Arcians. Wanted to share one of my favorite videos on YouTube. If you have a chance, check it out and the other SBSK videos Chris does. A lot of the people he interviews are very inspiring to me and help remind me to persevere.
New writing contest coming up tomorrow, so stay tuned!
A couple of weeks ago, I volunteered at a Deaf festival. I was put in charge of the kid’s area. Think coloring, simple games and some arts and crafts. I chased balls, I colored in teddy bears, I said goodbye to balls I’d never find again underneath dusty bleachers and I handed out prizes. Mostly, I listened to what the kids had to say–either through signing or verbally. You learn a lot about kids, just by being present.
Towards the end of the day, I started cutting kids off on candy to ensure they still had their teeth at age 20 (and that I still had my sanity at lunch.). Shortly after, the concept of sharing came up…repeatedly. (I really believe kids have a tendency to hoard resources sometimes). At another point in the day, the Saint cut off a Lord of the Flies scenario from emerging with an older group of boys competing at our cornhole station. To top it off, one of the festival booths handed out Frisbees as their giveaway. Hooray. We were indoors, mind you, with hundreds of people milling about. And most of them were focused on signing. What could possibly go wrong?*
At one point an interpreter came up to me and inquired about the Deaf Kid’s Club banner we had proudly hanging up behind our area. The interpreter and I made small talk inbetween me plucking out blue and green crayons for the kid’s masterpieces. The interpreter said something that made my volunteer experience all the more vivid:
“There’s not a lot of opportunities for Deaf kids to get out and play and socialize. This is really wonderful, what you’re doing.”
Something inside of me twinged. It’s 2018, lady. Are you kidding me?