I met Istuan the other day at the South Carolina school for the Deaf and the Blind. With such joy, Istuan told me he was autistic. He told me, he needed to use sign language. His mother taught it to him, he said.
For some reason – we hit it off right away:
his joyful heart was contagious.
When Istuan saw my camera, he asked me to take a photograph of him. . . with his hat on,
and then. . . with his hat off.
Then he asked me to be his girlfriend. I told him I couldn’t be his girlfriend because, I had a boyfriend, and that boyfriend was my husband. Istuan took it all very well.
In fact, he was so excited just to have a new friend – he introduced me to his parents. They were lovely. I was excited because, I used sign language for most of our conversations, only speaking the words I didn’t know how to sign.
Istuan. . . made my day.