I met this child a few days ago. He came up behind me, suddenly grabbing my arm while yelling something I could not make out. Naturally, I was scared. I jumped and tried to free myself. Luckily, his father was behind him. He yanked him away from me. As his father steered him away, the child kept his head turned towards me, as if calling out for help. I noticed how scared his eyes looked. He was unsure of the world. Unsure of who he was. He was six years old and he has had epilepsy all his life.
Later, I took some pictures of him, and during the whole time he kept saying just one word: roti, roti (food)…
- The Epileptic Life (maggiemendus.wordpress.com)
- It’s a Seizure, But Is It Epilepsy? (livingepilepsy.wordpress.com)