LOST AND FOUND AT THE MUSEUM

LOST AND FOUND AT THE MUSEUM

LOST AND FOUND AT THE MUSEUM

I felt lost when we floated into outer space. Aero planes, too, fear going there. 

I found myself when I heard that there could be life beyond Earth.

I wonder if there are many Hasans, like the many moons in Saturn. 

It is exciting and scary at the same time to know that I am nothing but stardust. 

I love my family and need them in all the galaxies I exist in.

Context:

Hasan was only asked by the parent about what he would like this article to be called. With just that question at the beginning of the exercise, the whole piece is typed by Hasan letter by letter, without any external prompts or suggestions. He wrote this in one sitting after spending a beautiful day at the Museum of Science. He watched two shows about the Deep Sky and Universe and beyond. He used every possible opportunity to communicate despite all the challenges and sensory distractions the body offered.

Hasan Ahmed

About the Author

Call him “H”.
“H” likes good people, stories and travel.
 
“H” can hear.
“H” can listen.
“H” can question.
“H” can learn.
“H” can openly discuss.
“H” can play.
“H” can make mistaking-ly horrible boo-boos.
What works with “H” is some trust, love and laughter.
Next time you see me, try trusting my words. Not my body.

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