Just being able to turn from side to side was difficult, what was this that gave such little control of limbs. To lift my head was a chore, much less realizing that I could not get around without the help of another human.
This was very disturbing. And why could they not understand what i was trying to say to them? Indeed, I was in much trouble here.
It was going to take a lot of time and effort to study my surroundings and in learning how to make myself understood. Everything is so alien!

Holding on to everything in sight getting myself to walking straight up was not easy. There was many a fall, from tripping on my own feet to rolling down stairs.
The fact that people did not stop long enough to really listen to what I was saying did not help either. It seems no one really has the time of day for little ones such as I.
Everyone was so busy that it was hard to study anyone person long enough to learn much of anything. No wonder it took so long learning to talk or even to do things. No one stopped long enough to teach me anything. This journey was not going to be an easy one.

Feed me!
Oh me. oh my!

What does one have to say about growing up? Being adept at knowing how to control things around ones enviornment is not an easy task. Staying out of the range of attack meant to allienate oneself from the whole.
To be always on the side lines watching, listening, being on guard. Always thinking ahead of the game plan. If you don't know what's next you could get in the way and get hit. If you just did what you wanted you would also get hit.
No, one had to think ahead always. One had to think out each move and what the consequences would be, then act accordingly.
The stress level in such a life was high. One had to read minds, read body language, know when to get out and not be there. Know when to be quiet, and most of all know just what to say and when to cause change and to protect oneself.
Feed me! Forget it, "learn to feed yourself", I told meself, as i muddled things around in me head.
The quiet settled in from that time on. I called it the lesson of observance. THe watch, listen, play-back stage work newlings learn quickly to do.