“You have to begin to lose your memory, if only in bits and pieces, to realize that memory is what makes our lives. Life without memory is no life at all, just as an intelligence without the possibility of expression is not really an intelligence. Our memory is our coherence, our reason, our feeling, even our action. Without it, we are nothing.” - -Luis Buñuel
On the very last day of our vacation in Malaysia before leaving for Riyadh, we decided to visit Ammar’s old school – IMC. It was located in USJ3 not so far away from Ummi’s best friends house . Ammar was greeted like celebrity with hugs and kisses by all those kind people there – it has been almost a year since our last visits and we noticed there are new people becoming part of IMC.
While waiting for Mr. & Mrs Sunny (the principal there) , we sat outside watching Imran, Sabrina and Alysha playing at the small playground.
Ammar seemed to be confused. Perhaps thinking, are we sending him back there to continue schooling at IMC?
Looking at his face, I know he knew that place
well. He went in and out the house back and forth and perhaps wondering
why he was not in the uniform or why nobody bothered or shouted at
him to join the rest of his friends in the house.
He was also bit
upset seeing all his friends leaving for the swimming class in the van.
Later he pulled my hand to get a shovel and a small vase in the
garden. Immediately that I knew, he missed his gardening work since
moving to Riyadh.
Ammar is autistic and his main interest is arts and handycraft
If you live around Subang/Shah Alam and have a child with special needs, give IMC a try . The website is www.imc-specialneeds.com Talk to Mr/Mrs. Sunny
One of Allah’s greatest gift to us is this complex thing in our head called memory. It was so complex that until now there is not a single framework can be concluded on how it works – despite some proposed model.
Who are we without memories?
I’ve been reading some neuroscience books lately by Dr. Oliver Sacks and V. S. Ramachandran , really fascinated by the essays of cases experienced by their patients.
Ever heard about a man who was trapped in memories for specific range
of time – say you can only recall the things ever happened until you’re
40?Or someone who can’t even remember what he did 5 minutes ago? Read
it in the chapter Lost Mariner in this book than you’ll get the idea ..How sad..
Maybe I have watched it on TVs eg:- someone who lost his memory after
some accident on his/her head but never really ever deeply thought
about it . What if one day those gift were taken away from me and I
can’t even remember some parts of my life or my love ones?