7/10/09

David and Goliath

Here's 9-year-old David Militello, autistic and unable to speak until music broke through a barrier (somewhere after age 3.) He had never spoken a word since birth but one day, the schoolbus driver told David's mom that he (David) sang all the way to and home from school. Since then, David now speaks and sings regularly. He decided that he wanted to audition for "America's Got Talent." The judges and audience of "America's Got Talent" had their hearts completely grabbed and swept away that day by this child, as he sang "Ben" - made famous by Michael Jackson. I think this audition show was filmed before MJ died.

Little David told the judges his favorite group is the J5. Listen carefully to his speaking voice. It is not only sweet and unaffected, but you can hear the absolutely honesty of his statements, as well as the slightly stilted pitch/tone that many auties project after they've begun speaking. Some much more so. I loved this not just because he has a sweet voice, but because of the *possibility* that his love will touch so many hearts and may help break through some other barriers faced by our autistic loved ones. I gotta tell ya ... something magical happens on those "little yellow buses." Ben LOVES his bus and the ride to school. It is the most joyful and joyous part of my day, when I bring Ben out to the bus and all his little busmates bob up and down in their seats and call out with complete abandon and joy to Ben and me: "Hi Ben! Hi Ben! Hi Ben! Come on, Ben!" (The ones who can speak ... the ones who can't just hoot and holler anyway!) I holler back "Have a Happy Camper day, everyone!" And they squeal and laugh and I swear .. it is the most invigorating and amazing moment. As opposed to the "regular" bus when I send off and wave to Orion and Sarah. They wave back, but what glum chum faces there are. No joy, no laughter, just a bunch of kids dreading the start of the school day. Night and Day. Broccoli and spinach. Sun and rain. The difference in living for *right now and in the moment* as opposed to anticipating what's coming and the next moment.

ENJOY! Happy Camping David!!



BEN
Lyrics by Don Black, music by Walter Scharf:

Ben, the two of us need look no more
We both found what we were looking for
With a friend to call my own
I'll never be alone
And you my friend will see
You've got a friend in me
(you've got a friend in me)

Ben, you're always running here and there
(here and there)
You feel you're not wanted anywhere
(anywhere)
If you ever look behind
And don't like what you find
There's something you should know
You've got a place to go
(you've got a place to go)

I used to say, I and me
Now it's us, now it's we
(I used to say, I and me)
(now it's us, now it's we)

Ben, most people would turn you away
I don't listen to a word they say
They don't see you as I do
I wish they would try to
I'm sure they'd think again
If they had a friend like Ben
(a friend)
Like Ben
(like Ben)
Like Ben

11 comments:

Anonymous said...

fantastic

better even than i'd hoped

sometimes i feel like i've got them all to myself, this marvellous universe and healing force hidden right inside the nations

those two buses you saw, annie, were the past and future

great post, THX also to david, his caretakers, don, walter and of course michael & ben

ray

grace said...

Again, the magic of music. It knows no boundaries. That is another joyful story. What a sweet voice and a brave young man. :)

I wish Orion and Sarah were more happy to get on their school bus.

I am gone for a few days, see you when I get back.

xox

Tink said...

Yeah, Ray Thanks and glad you were uplifted. Nothin' like that feeling. :o) I hope his "bus" is the future for all people - as far as the joy and peace goes. Everyone should have the chance to volunteer a couple hours here and there in such a setting ... it's transformative, healing, and you just can't get that type of love anywhere else.

I know Grace Very uplifting! Orion and Sarah do fanastic in school but it's easy for them to get into the mood and mindset of the others. They would just rather be in home school again, but it's not something I can do right now. They're okay and have made some good friends there. Hope your outing was a good one!

Lucy said...

Pure magic.

What a cutie! I have to say though, that my positive feelings about David and his future are tempered somewhat by the "what if?" of fame. What if what happened to MJ happens to David Miltello? (or even anything approximating that?)

Can't David just live a happy life doing what he loves without the spectre of "becoming famous" .. becoming America's talent? I mean, look what even happend to what's her name -- Susan... you know, that middle-aged British woman. Breakdown, exhaustion, etc.

I wish the best for sweet little David.

Hope you and the kids (and any robin neighbors) are having a good week, Tink.

(Oh .. and broccoli and spinach are opposites? Were you hoping someone (like me) would catch that?! ;-)) (well, maybe they are .. but not in my book!)

Tink said...

Hiya Lucy! I know ,,, hopefully it won't get "crazy" for the little guy. I think that's what David would hope for, too ... just singing and making people happy, helping feel the love. Simple, pure. Yah ... Susan Boyle .. she went south pretty quickly. What a voice, though. I read she's doing better and touring with the BGT group. I *knew* you'd catch the broccoli/spinach thing. LOL I forgot to add in cake and pie opposited that. I love broccoli and spinach, but the kids sure don't! lol

Well, I have to say we've been busy past 2 days with babies of a different sort. We live next to an open field that abuts a large forest preserve district. Consequently, we get all sorts of critters around the place. Raccoons, 'possum, deer, coyote, etc. Only the climbers get over the fence. Or the skittering types. No matter what, no matter how hard you try ... late fall and winter inevitably bring mice into the house. I dreaded this past winter because I cannot kill a mouse. Sometimes I want to, but find that I can't use a typical trap or poison. SO, I found this amazing device called the Trapper 24/7. It was a godsend. You bait it with something yummy (I found peanut butter cups to the best), slide on a cover and the mice go inside but can't get out. When ready, you move the whole thing to a field somewhere, slide off the cover and out they run! See how they run! (lol) We caught 7 this past winter. No problems until a couple days ago when I discovered fresh poop under the sink. I couldn't figure out what would bring a mouse into the house in beautiful summer weather. I suspected, but wasn't sure.

Yep, I set up the old Trapper 24/7 this afternoon and within an hour, there she was. Yes. I can unequivocally say *she* Within an hour after that, 2 little gray mouse babies found Mom Mouse.

And there they are inside the Trapper 24/7, 3 blind mice. I hope we'll see how they run in the morning.

I was able to get a piece of rat biscuit in it for them so they don't die overnight. I want to make sure all the babies find their way in, because I suspect there are more.

I cannot praise the Trapper 24/7 more. Once they're in, they can't get out. It's like a little mouse house. I am so pleased that I don't have to kill them. You don't have to touch them, and it's not too traumatic because it's snug and safe. Why, there's probably room for at least 10 mice in this thing! The veritable mansion of mouse houses. They could have Lifestyles of the Rich and Famous Mouse in there! :o)

Here'a picture! If you *ever* have mice trouble and GhostBusters aren't available, I highly recommend the Trapper 24/7. And I'm not a paid spokeswoman, either!

http://www.doyourownpestcontrol.com/24-7_trapper_humane_mouse_trap.htm

http://www.doyourownpestcontrol.com/trapper24-7.jpg

Anonymous said...

Maam, my name is Hector C. Bato, I'm the Associate Assistant Pulbic Relations Associate for our corporation, The Mouses Outing Project & Extraditions?

Hi.

Just call us MOPE.

MOPE's hoping that one of our B.O. (Business Office) representatives (well . . . me) can interview and record you concerning your statement "I cannot praise The Trapper 24/7 more."

Did we see you on TV? Right after Conan?

Maam?

Anyway, we at MOPE, in creating and marketing The Trapper 24/7, well-understood something, but forgot.

Out the Mouse!

Yours in Cheese,

Hec

Tink said...

Dear Mr. Bats .. I mean ..Bato,

It would give me greatest pleasure to discuss a course of action with your company MOPE .. I mean .. your company, MOPE, at a mutually agreeable time. No, that was not me after Conan; perhaps you've confused me with Rosie O'Donnell's Church Chat? Inanyevent, will have mymouse contact yourmouse.

I am pleased to report another successful outing! 3 blind mice have gone over the hill ... repeat...3 blind mice ... over the hill.

roger. over and out.

Anonymous said...

roger three peeling off

maam, did you know maam backwards is maam?

maam? hello?

little david play on your harp hallelujah

hec

Tink said...

Yes Hec .. hello, I am here. Cookie Monster ate the "d" so that people could say "madam" without feeling as if they called someone the head of a brothel. Wasn't that sweet?

Speaking of David's Hallelujah .. you are a little psychically scary. *Just Last Night* I listened to Leonard Cohen's Hallelujah. A couple times.

Now, I've heard there was a secret chord
That David played and it pleased the Lord
But you don't really care for music, do you?
It goes like this, the fourth, the fifth, the minor fall, the major lift
The baffled king composing Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof
You saw her bathing on the roof
Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you
She tied you to a kitchen chair
She broke your throne and she cut your hair
And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

You say I took the name in vain
I don't even know the name
But if I did, well really, what's it to you?
There's a blaze of light in every word
It doesn't matter which are heard
The holy or the broken Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn't much
I couldn't feel, so I tried to touch
I've told the truth, I didn't come to fool you
And even though it all went wrong
I'll stand before the Lord of Song
With nothing on my tongue but Hallelujah

Hallelujah, Hallelujah
Hallelujah, Hallelujah
...

Effing amazing tune.

TALLY HO! (pretty soon *that* word will be banned because it's an insult to whores.) :o) Anyway:

Tally Ho!

Mouse count: 2 adults, 7 children. I feel guttily that there are more children. Thank GOD for the Trapper 24/7.

It NEVER sleeps --- so that you *can*

And there's our little pitch. Hec .. not bad!

Tink said...

11 baby mice and counting. It should be a TLC reality show.

They keep coming. I hope to God that Trapper 24/7 gets 'em all before *the babies* get old enough to breed. !

p.s. I never knew that Bob Dylan did Cohen's Hallelujah. V. cool.

Lucy said...

You and your baby animal stories, Tink!

:-)