Other photos of the trip
I recently returned from a wonderful trip to Morocco.
It was since a while that I was not traveling alone, but in recent years I have traveled a lot, especially between 2008 and 2010, when for almost two years I traveled the world aboard a vessel of ferrocement . Read
Hands up those who have never thought of death.
How many hands would be raised if I did this question? Read
The house is our shell. The place where we feel protected, isolated and in a sense free.The house is an outer layer of ourselves, the house is still part of us. Read
Among the comments to the last post I published The music for an hearing impaired I found a very interesting one written by Zoe, which offers the opportunity to deepen one of the main topic of Noisyvision. Read
I have not written about music yet.
In a blog of/for the deaf and hearing impaired (and blind and visually impaired) it should have be a topic of prime importance to deal with at the third post or so. Read
I tried to find statistics that quantify how many people are suffering from a syndrome. Anyone. I found some data that illustrates the situation of disabled people in the world
“a worldwide estimate of about a 10-12% rate of disability seems reasonable. Read
Once upon a time there was a young prince named Serhu.
He was the son of a king who found himself without a kingdom, following a revolt of his people. Read
Being disabled means a big responsibility with yourself. You never stop to measure with the future and with others, with yourpossibilities but also your limits. Read
As we talk we don’t pay attention to the synonyms of our language and we use them almost carelessly. Apparently. Read