Little Anish, a tiny 9 year old autistic boy I met in the art room of his school…. well he’d walk backwards to go forward.
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What the idea was I’ll never know but Anish did well to keep his eyes on us, and back into the sun. What lessons are in this one I can only try imagine; I remembered him today with this Story Prompt from FMF Writers. There was another thing Anish did: he never cried. When it hurt he sang, that was his crying- a high wordless tune that was rich and sweet.
I never got over him, his cherubic face and wide dark eyes that did not look worried. His world seemed locked in somewhere deep within, he was independent and did not talk much except in monosyllables to his mother.
My thoughts go to Anish now, wondering what he is doing these days: does he still back into the next step,
still sing in that unusual voice that makes me think of angels?
Innerdialects 
God puts those special people in our lives to teach us to look at things differently. Thanks for sharing your memory with us today.
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Our best teachers
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Amen to that!
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Some people are afraid of what is before them and others fear what may be behind… We must each choose and face our fears. I think Anish has found the middle ground. Keep an eye on the demons following yet still move forward. Genius in a way….
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He most certainly did.😄 quite a lesson in navigation to remember.
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Sometimes I wake and, waking, think
in the darkness of the night,
’bout the nun who had too much to drink,
did she get home all right?
She worked the slums of Tjilajap,
and it really wore her out,
and to make sure she wouldn’t snap,
she drank just like a Kraut
sergeant from back in the war
(that’s what her daddy’d been);
for all I drank, she could drink more,
and she was last seen
striding to the taxi-stand
a can of lager in each hand.
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What a beautiful account; and such a privilege to be a part. Blessings ♥
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Jacquie A Bradford…yes a privilege always. These moments overrule all the mess
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What a beautiful tribute to a very special boy. Taking the path less traveled, he was. That’s often the most beautiful way.
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Yes a very lovely child there. Was privileged to work with him
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So sensitive
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Derrickjknight thankyou dear friend. Trust you are both doing well.
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We are fine, that you, Rayla
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Beautifully deep. 😌
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Thankyou Judeitakali!🌻🌼🌷⚘
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Yes, very beautiful indeed.
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