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My  long and deep reflection on early childhood education  originated in my childhood very free and in kind, then at the very beginning  of my adolescence with the arrival of a brother  with ADHD and autism  a little over 30 years ago  year. At that time, no need to tell you that there was very little knowledge on this subject. This little hypersensitive being, hyper conscious  and hypertonic has transformed our home and our family. So at the age of only three months he had an electroencephalogram to try to find a cause for his differences. The doctor diagnosed him with colic and original spasms  unknown and later attention disorder. He took 4 years to communicate and invented his own words, which he preferred to use . He slept very little, cried a lot and exhibited an insatiable appetite for freedom, dangerous explorations and the search for sensations . The school career, strewn with intimidation ,  was extremely difficult despite remarkable intelligence. Although I did not know it at the time, this  that I discovered there was going to become my life mission. There, alongside my mother, I learned about off-piste support, benevolence, a holistic vision of care, homeopathy, medicinal plants, the needs of the child, a different reflection on education,  guided by simplicity, instinct and  love. 

 

I left home at 17 to take social work training and stand on my own feet.  After a few years working in intervention for  women victims of violence and women in difficulty , I became a mother and then  single mother. I had the extraordinary privilege of giving birth to 4 unique children,  brilliant, highly gifted and  conscious, hyper creative, hypersensitive  and also neurodiversified  who have pushed me to surpass myself body, heart, head and soul for more than 22 years today. Without them, the Sensitive Eco-educational Approach would probably not be there. The road was not easy, rather strewn with very big pitfalls and incredible challenges, but true love was there. Deep in my heart.

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My first child is a wonderful and beautiful  trans boy, born prematurely at 36 weeks,  with many hypersensitivities,  coordination disorder,  attention deficit disorder (ADD), learning disabilities  and an anxiety disorder that made her  first school experience and the first "formal learning" very difficult.  He  also lived  severe depression in adolescence and still suffers from post traumatic shock syndrome (PTSD) and numerous "triggers".  An extremely sensitive, warm, gentle being  and concerned about the well-being of everyone. Heavily creative, the difficulties of writing, reading and identity have turned into a  finesse  incredible of mind, heart and  a feather that he shares with the greatest pleasure through stories, each more wonderful than the next.  Endowed with intelligence,  generosity and a stunning spirit,  today he lives in a very organized way, he is always there for others, with a  delightfully attentive ear and always thoughtful and profound advice to share. 

 

My second is an angel  of kindness and love. Rescued by the ambulance samaritan who made it to our home in less than 2 minutes and insisted on bringing the baby, who had started breathing again, to the hospital. She would stop breathing frequently for the first 7 months of her life, something that happened often and when she fell asleep, and a shrill alarm brought her back to wakefulness.  This was followed by hospital stays for pneumonia , asthma and all kinds of unexplained fevers.  until she receives, to  barely the age of  10 years old, a heavy  diagnosis of reflex dystrophy  friendly  (a psycho-neurological disease that disrupts the functioning of the sympathetic system and therefore of  to stress - stress which was unfortunately too much  present at that time) who have painfully  paralyzed for 4  long months of one leg and subsequently sporadically from the wrists whenever she was under stress, mild or moderate.  Despite all this, she took great care of her two little sisters whom she cherished more than anything.  Always ready to help, always seeing the first  the work and tasks requiring a helping hand that she offered without ever the slightest hesitation. She must have walked quickly with this difficult disease and learned,  from the start of his  adolescence, to live under a routine of meditation, mindfulness, breathing and with a stable and calm lifestyle. These are the essential conditions to avoid the progression of this disease, in order to find the balance  and limit the crises that could really invalidate it in its future. 

 

Then my third child arrived,  a pretty little girl  anxious temperament  and hypersensitive  That we have  worn, that I breastfed and for which I did the co-sleeping until I was 4 years old. The first few months she slept very little, sometimes less than 4 hours per 24 hours and in very short periods.  To help her calm down we had to wrap her very tightly in a long cloth, and walk her around in our arms for hours. She  cried a lot still at 2 or 3 years old,  corn  she was extremely curious, independent and surprisingly self-sufficient.  Daily life was a sawtooth waltz between cries of joy and fits, tics and dances,  fears and philosophy,  the scratches (she scratched and scratched a lot) and breathing, dissociated episodes, yoga, the use of sensory tools , the taking of medicinal plants, artistic or musical creations and the absolutely impressive manifestations of her giftedness. As a teenager, after many hypersensitive years , she courageously began long therapy and began to understand more about why she felt  so different from others.  A lot of listening and many consultations and evaluations were necessary  and  she  received several diagnoses from  professionals  concerted around his needs and his suffering:  autism spectrum disorder (ASD), obsessive-compulsive disorder (OCD), complex post-traumatic shock syndrome (SCPT-C) associated with dissociation / derealization disorder,  mood disorder,  syndrome  Tourette (SGT),  anxiety disorder with social phobia, sensory modulation disorder, eating disorder and  high potential.  Many words brought into our lives delicately and with a lot of awareness, taking care to interweave things and not to categorize, in reality,  just as many  facets of the same soul, the same spirit, the same heart and the same body which have  far too much suffered and still suffering. Like what sometimes, the diagnoses are the keys to progress. Precious words to give  from meaning to inner chaos,  to the impact of the power of the bodily, emotional and psychic feelings experienced, of its history, of its too often silent voice. Words to name  the immense lack of sensitivity on the part of those who have not tried  to understand,  who judged, who did not want to listen,  welcome and react to the worry and anxiety so great  from a mother  and  of her chameleon child. Words to validate  the  inner sufferings and efforts  of each, such great efforts, hiding emotions, anxiety, tensions and fears as long as possible  and the  hold back until you no longer have power. Words to walk and move forward. Words of healing. From light. Hope. Of understanding. An incredibly brilliant child philosopher, like an old witch filled with wisdom and mysteries, knowledge and endowed with a breathtaking intuition and feeling who is also an environmental activist, a piano musician and a multi artist with incredible talent and talent. clear vision.

 

There came the fourth wonderful daughter, born on a full moon night. Vigorous and stubborn  to  kind temperament and  intelligent, bright, dynamic, soft and tender with a  trouble  sobbing spasms that made her stop breathing when she injured herself or became upset , causing her to  so turn to  blue  several times a day.  An incredibly autonomous child, helpful, who learned everything very quickly, determined and full of  will but also suffering from anxiety, different sensitivities, a formal need for order and organization in the immediate environment,  of a  suspected high potential and sleep disturbance . Flute musician, volunteer in a social inclusion café for 2 years, she held a market to raise funds for children victims of the war in Syria, held a kiosk to raise funds for an orphanage in Cameroon, participated to poetry evenings in front of a hundred adults and much more. It is simply breathtaking.