I was fortunate to work in an early intervention program
seeing a little boy who had not yet developed speech. He and his family were
dealing with a condition that created extra cerebrospinal fluid. The family has
many specialists coming to their home and they made regular trips into a big
city to have tests and drain the fluid. One day we were just goofing around with
foam letters and “launching” them from a busy box. The little boy hit his mom
in the face and we all broke into laughter. The mom said she couldn’t remember
the last time they had laughed. It seemed to offer a break in a long, serious
path they had been travelling.
By: Anita Niehues
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