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Being young....

That's monica and harihara the new kid in school. While everybody was upstairs practicing for the school day, this guy enters the office room and starts fiddling with everythin there.... finally got him to sit in that chair. And then he started fiddling with the keyboard, the mouse and accidently switched off the computer two or three times. That's when I removed my camera and tried to keep him out of trouble by making him pose for a number of pictures.

He's a kid with Cerebral Palsy (CP) and he's always falling down and scrambling up again and hitting somethin else on his way. (Cerebral palsy refers to any one of a number of neurological disorders that appear in infancy or early childhood and permanently affects body movement and muscle coordination.) He was crying in school one day and I asked him why... asked him if he was hungry, he shook his head yes. So I took him to the convent and the sister gave him a packet of biscuits. He brought it to me and gestured towards his bag, so I gave him his bag and he put the biscuits in it. He told me he was taking it home for his brother who was sick with a fever. It stunned us all....

Monica came in later to watch a few rhymes on the computer.... she's a sweet kid who's equally naughty with a very pure heart.... that can amaze you.

Comments

Anonymous said…
its exactly at these moments in life when one actually realises that a normal life is not so normal after all...a perfectly healthy body, mind and soul is one of the greatest gifts and it becomes perfect when its put to use to help the not so fortunate
Anton Jelestine said…
My fav student is HARIHARA........
i wish i wud work in shanthi nilayam..........

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