Chapter 272: Champagne and the Hustle
There is a star mother (mother of autistic children) UP owner uploaded a video recording family life.
This mom is raising a seven-year-old autistic baby on her own.
Her child, who has had emotional interaction deficits since birth, was evaluated by psychiatrists at Long Island Hospital as a Level 5 autistic patient.
This is the second most severe grade in the current ICD-11 autism grading system.
The outward manifestations of babies at this level are medically summarized as having a moderate intellectual disability and little to no ability to speak.
In the past three years, Xing Ma has uploaded hundreds of videos to fight autism.
The average number of views per article is not high, with the highest being about 1,000 people playing, and the lowest being single digit hits.
Single mothers are not in it to earn money.
She obviously uses the YouTube pipe as a hole in the tree to confide, recording the bits and pieces of what happened when she was with her children, and used it to relieve stress and anxiety.
The single mother is a music teacher in a local public school, and her family conditions are neither good nor bad, neither rich nor poor, just like many ordinary autistic families.
It's the same mood as many autistic parents.
In the past three years, this star mother has completely experienced the four-step process of hope, disappointment, despair, and numbness.
What a six-year-old golden period therapy, autism intervention auxiliary classes, educational Lego toys, playing classical music, playing the violin for children to listen to, and even asking a Mormon herbalist to practice.
Reliable and unreliable, all kinds of treatment options have been tried.
The money is not spent, and the improvement is not at all.
The child will always be immersed in his own world like a puppet, cut off from all communication. I can't do arithmetic, I can't play games, and I don't want to watch cartoons.
The mother's smile and spirit in the video also withered over time.
In the first video, she was still talking to the camera about saving money to enroll her child in a rehabilitation class at which hospital, and today she heard about what treatments are effective for their babies in the community's autism parent discussion group.
Later, even Xing's mother herself gave up.
The frequency of uploading videos is also becoming less and less.
From uploading a video every few days, to updating it every Monday, to updating the channel not necessarily once a month.
Until the last video uploaded three months ago, Xing's mother spread her hand at the camera with empty eyes-
"It's over. That's her life, her grandmother, her grandfather, my neighbor colleagues everyone said that. Maybe the children themselves accepted this reality earlier than me, and I was the only one who didn't want to give up. Now, it's all over. ”
Since then, there have been no new videos on this channel.
Until April 1st, it was called "IT REALLY WORKS!! (It Really Works)".
In the video, the autistic baby is holding a new version of the "Little Prince" fairy tale book from the Scholastic Group.
This fairy tale is a bit too esoteric for a seven-year-old, let alone an autistic person with moderate intellectual problems.
She was supposed to be incomprehensible.
But even though she was slow to turn the pages.
But every viewer who played the video realized that the child was actually reading a book.
Outside the camera, there was the voice of Xing's mother crying.
"For the first time in her life, my daughter was attracted to illustrated books, she was really reading, and for the first time in her life, she took the initiative to read. Today is April Fool's Day, but I swear by God, it's not an April Fool's joke! ”
“IT REALLY WORKS!”
The 21-second video quickly gained traction in autism discussion groups on the Internet and spread in family chat groups for autistic people.
On April 2, the day of the care day for autistic patients, it even appeared on the special exposure push of YouTube.
But
What really made this video completely popular was that on the evening of April 2, Sylvester Stallone, a short video fitness Internet celebrity and a representative of Hollywood's muscular hunk tough guy on the same level as Schwarzenegger, reposted the video on Twitter.
What a lot of people don't know is.
Off camera, Stallone is an autistic dad, and his son Seargeoh has been diagnosed with autism since he was 3 years old.
"It looks great, maybe I should buy a copy too." The winner of the Venice Film Festival Lifetime Achievement Award, who has more than 50 million followers on the whole network, commented on Twitter.
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Public opinion was really detonated.
In just 48 hours, many public opinion Vs and international movie stars reprinted the news.
Thursday, April 5.
"The Little Prince" sold 30,215 copies, and "Spare Tire" sold 26,531 copies.
The Little Prince directly surpassed the 30,000 copies daily sales mark, breaking the previous record for daily sales of children's books and fairy tales held by Alice in Wonderland and The Chocolate Factory.
"Harry Potter", "A Song of Ice and Fire", and "The Lord of the Rings" are actually classified as teenager fantasy rather than fairy tales.
Therefore, the new version of "The Little Prince" has officially become the highest-selling daily fairy tale in the UK in history.
Top1!
Sales are still going on, and the miracle continues.
Friday, April 6.
"The Little Prince" sold 33,215 copies, and "Spare Tire" sold 25,674 copies.
Saturday, April 7.
"The Little Prince" sold 37,521 copies, and "Spare Tire" sold 26,509 copies.
It's Sunday, April 8, the last week of Easter Sale Week. "The Little Prince" sold 42,153 copies directly, while "Spare Tire" only sold 23,517 copies.
With 12:00 p.m. on Sunday, the Easter sales season officially comes to an end.
A new book myth has been born!
"Spare Tire" sold a total of 151018 copies throughout the Easter holiday.
Bestsellers in the UK are judged to sell more than 150,000 copies a year. Prince Harry's personal autobiography sold out in a week.
This phenomenal book monster still maintains its terrifying sales momentum.
It seems like a $200 million in sales this year is an easy goal.
The sales of "Spare Tire" have been called a monster in the publishing industry that has gone on a rampage in the market.
The sales of "The Little Prince" can be summed up by the morning headline of the Thames Reading.
"It's like a miracle of Jesus' resurrection! Look, this Easter holiday, God has really come. ”
The Little Prince sold 194321 copies throughout the Easter book season, almost reaching 200,000 copies a week.
You must know that the total print run of the first edition of "The Little Prince" was only 300,000 copies!
Also know that this is just the number of sales of "The Little Prince" in the British Isles.
In addition, there are Canada, Australia, the United States, and French, the least of which have sold tens of thousands of copies.
As a matter of fact.
On the one hand, the publishing group has paid five times the wages and bonuses of the Scholastic Group's printing factories to work overtime to print the second batch of 1 million copies of The Little Prince books on the market during the Easter holidays.
On the other hand, in the last days of the Easter holiday, the stock of "The Little Prince" in major physical bookstores has been sold out.
Even the purchase link on Amazon shows that there is no exact shipping time after the purchase now.
This still can't stop the popularity of "The Little Prince".
Even scalpers who resell "The Little Prince" have appeared!
There is no shortage of wealthy people in the world who want to spend some money to satisfy their curiosity.
At second-hand flea markets such as Ebay, a new edition of The Little Prince was once sold for more than 70 euros.
The fact that the first batch of books printed in just over a week was sold out, and that the number of paid subscribers was more than the number of books printed, probably created a new spectacle that had never been seen before in the book publishing industry.
Another even bigger spectacle is happening on Goodreads, the world's largest book-rating website.
Goodreads, like sites like Impb and Douban, implements an audience scoring system.
The maximum score is 5.
Book review websites are generally stricter than film review websites, and books that can be rated by 10,000 people with more than 4 points are generally considered publications with a good reputation.
The two princes were inextricably linked in sales during the Easter holidays.
In terms of praise rate, it shows a one-sided hanging trend.
It's not that "Spare Tire" is not good enough, but the new version of "The Little Prince" is too strong.
In fact, the general cultural level of Western netizens is not as high as many people think.
They are also not very fond of reading obscure and serious literature.
This can be seen from Goodreads' current top three highest-rated "Best Literary Classics of Timelessness" section are "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone", "The Hunger Games", and "Twilight".
In the comment area of masterpieces like "Ulysses" and "Ghost House", a large number of netizens who think that they "can't understand it at all" gave a score.
And a book like "The Little Prince" with fresh literature, moving illustrations, and a forced style without a reading threshold is just right.
Originally, the Townsend Masse Group's "The Little Prince" ranked 7th on the overall list with a score of 4.31.
"Spare Tire" has been rated by 260,000 people, with a total score of 3.91, slightly lower than the 4.12 score of "The Biography of Steve Jobs", which tops the biography list.
It's generally positive.
But compared to "The Little Prince", it is shabby, and it is not even worthy of lifting shoes.
At present, the Scholastic version of "The Little Prince" has a score of 4.87 points, topping the overall list of airborne.
It is close to 0.37 points ahead of Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone, which is in second place.
This is of course due to the fact that "Harry Potter and the Philosopher's Stone" has 8.7 million ratings, while "The Little Prince" has just been released and has less than 30,000 ratings.
On the other hand, it also shows that the book's sales and word-of-mouth have blossomed.
Even the chairman of the Scholastic board of directors, who is ready to retire from his position at the helm, personally flew from New York to London by business jet to bring champagne to the entire Little Prince project team.
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While the hot sales of "The Little Prince" continue, the other end of the Eurasian continent.
Dragonflies fly low on the lawn, their long wings fluttering at high speed, their yellow-green whiskers blending in with their surroundings, reflecting the sunlight in the sky.
A few feet away from the vapor and mist, amber pupils from the Grim Reaper were staring at it not far away.
The moment it saw the bewitching sluts flying in the grass, the memory of the predator from the bloodline awakened in its body.
The newly grown fat on the ass and stomach in the past few days can hardly stop its wild heart, and the muscles and bones that are about to be loosened comfortably by the little brother cannot dampen its ambition.
3 million years ago.
Its ancestor, the saber-toothed tiger, jumped up and down in the trees chasing Australopithecus with a roar, and 4,000 years ago on the banks of the Nile, it was regarded as a mystical elephant and was worshipped as a god on the altar of Egypt.
Beneath the shaggy tail and round head, the blood of the tiger and the leopard flow.
It's not a meat doll for a female human cub, it's the biggest king of the entire orphanage!
The Grim Reaper held its head proudly, facing the harsh afternoon sun without flinching, its body slowly collapsed, like a strong crossbow that had been tightened, the muscles of the whole body were tangled, and the pupils contracted into thin lines, like a little leopard with a flower.
At the moment when the beast was about to shoot out like an arrow offline.
At the moment when the beast was about to shoot out like an arrow offline.
A nasty claw grabbed the soft flesh at the back of the neck and lifted it up.
"Meow! Meow meow! ”
The Grim Reaper let out a mournful moan as the little toy he had been observing for so long disappeared into the grass.
Jasmine grabbed the back of the cat's neck and lifted it into the air.
"Ngawang! Dragonflies and butterflies are flying around in the yard, why are you going to harm them when you get old! ”
The little girl let the big meat ball scratch in the air impotently and angrily, and reprimanded: "Aunt Dean said that if this continues, there will be no flying insects pollinating the wildflowers in the yard." ”
No!
Lao Tzu's dragonfly!
That is, the cat's nails were just cut off yesterday by the big sister who smelled of strawberries, otherwise she would have pounced on Bang Bang to give this vicious little girl two paws.
Lao Tzu is so dignified in the yard fluttering dragonflies, what is this guy doing to my grandmother's troubles!
Ngawang was not happy.
Ngawang was furious.
Ngawang wanted to bite.
Ngawang chooses –
"Cutting off your claws just doesn't let you scratch and eat, it's dirty. And Sister Sakai said, you already have stomatitis, that is, you eat too many hard bones. If you continue like this, your gums will bleed a lot, and she specially bought you canned cat food, which you can only eat lately. ”
Jasmine grabbed the hair on the back of Ngawang's neck with one hand and dragged her ass with the other, carrying her like a big bag to the open can next to the porter's hut.
"No."
Miss Jasmine picked up a cat toy with a plastic dragonfly hanging from a fishing line on one side and said, "Sister Sakai also bought a cat teasing stick." If you want to fight dragonflies in the future, you can fight this, but the teachers in the school want us to memorize the fifth section of Shelley's "Ode to the West Wind", and we can only play with you after doing our homework. ”
The smell of imported grain-free chicken and cheese gold medal formula cat food came from the wind.
Ngawang licked his nose.
It suddenly felt that it didn't seem to be so angry, and it wasn't that it couldn't choose to forgive the other party temporarily.
It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for ten years.
For the sake of cat food, it is not unacceptable to play with the little girl for the time being.
God pity you.
Ngawang is a pastoral cat raised in the yard by the old man who picks the door to catch mice, and eating a piece of ribs that others have gnawed clean is to improve his life.
Where can I withstand the test of the corruption and depravity of the special formula cheese cat food.
The life of the past few days is like Cinderella wearing a crystal slipper, and the native cat entering the Grand View Garden.
In addition to serving the vicious little girl to play at home, Ngawang was very happy, and he didn't want to stay at Old Man Wu for almost a second, and looked forward to being taken to the orphanage by Gu Weijing day and night.
Even the waist and buttocks are several points rounded.
Jasmine poured the canned cat food into the cat food bowl on the side, poured another bowl of water, and saw that Ngawang lowered his eyebrows and ate sweetly.
She took out the textbook from her schoolbag and read it slowly.
“……
The trumpet of a prophecy!
Oh Wind, (ask West Wind)
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind? (If winter has come, will spring be far away?) )”
In the courtyard of the orphanage not far away, there are two side-by-side easels.
Even when she was seriously drawing, her posture was as elegant as usual, and the girl listened to the childish voice of Shelley's English poems, and the tip of the charcoal pen was sketching on the canvas.
The theme of the Singapore Art Exhibition is "The Hustle and Bustle of the World".
The posed models in the static studio are neither "human" nor "noisy" enough.
Ms. Katsuko Sakai, who had gradually developed a feeling and learned to incorporate realistic emotions into her work, decided to paint outdoor paintings.
There is no fixed theme in mind.
Pick up a few wisps of light wind in the world and blow them into your own brush.
Follow one's heart.
Draw as you want.
The scene in front of the little girl Jasmine reading poetry to the cat obviously touched Katsuko's gentle state of mind, and her charcoal quickly drew the lines on the drawing board.
Hesitated for a moment.
The girl gently pinched the charcoal rod again and wrote a few short short songs in the blank space of the canvas.
"In the mist, in the shade of a locust tree, a girl is teaching a cat to read Shelley's poem - Katsuko Sakai."
Katsuko hummed twice with the unique long and short rhymes of Japanese and read the sentence.
This short song is based on the representative poem "Ichicha and the Four Seasons" by Edo poet Kobayashi Itcha in 1820, "Spring Rain – Under the Watermelon Vine, a Child Teaches a Cat to Do a Whirling Dance." ”
Katsuko Sakai adapted it casually, and with the scene in front of her, it was funny.
"What are you talking about?"
Gu Weijing heard the shallow chanting in Shengzi's mouth.
He didn't understand much Japanese, so he asked curiously.
"A wandering sentence that you changed casually, do you want to hear it?"
Katsuko Sakai translated the tanka into English and sang it softly.
"It's pretty and nice."
Latin and Sino-Tibetan have completely different rhymes.
But after all, the entire Japanese culture was born and borrowed from the Eastern Xia culture, and Gu Weijing could barely hear the three-point style of these words and images.
Katsuko Sakai is a very delicate literary girl, and it is not surprising that she can have this hand.
"A girl is teaching cats to read Shelley's poems, and a girl is teaching cats...... Read Shelley's poems. Miss Katsuko sang this sentence several times in her mouth, and her lilac-colored eyes became brighter and brighter, "Gu Jun, Jasmine is reading poems to Ah Wang—this is the hustle and bustle of the world in my eyes." ”
"This is the theme of the first painting in the Singapore Art Fair."
Miss Katsuko seemed to have suddenly made up her mind.
"You're not going to Yangon Harbor?" Gu Weijing raised his eyebrows.
Katsuko Sakai had planned to visit the beach again in a few days.
Yangon Port is one of the busiest and most noisy places in the city.
If the muddy Golden Triangle can be summed up in the words "purgatory on earth".
Yangon Port is neither bright nor so chaotic, and the ecology is described as "the hustle and bustle of the world", which is more comfortable.
The same people, in the same talking, swearing, laughing and muttering, are separated from the different worlds.
There are floating emerald treasure ships, passenger container ships laden with rice and fabric shirts, and private sailboats that raise their sails to chase the sunrise.
A well-dressed merchant and a beggar sleeping on the street were just a street away, and the bare-chested laborer carrying the rice and the bikini girl waiting to get on the yacht with a large area of skin exposed, dressed in tanning, passed by on the forked paths leading to different piers.
The sound of air whistles is non-stop day and night.
This is where Katsuko Sakai originally chose the site for the Singapore Art Exhibition.
When Mrs. Sakai heard that her daughter was going to collect wind in Yangon, she wondered if she should contact the security team again.
Unexpectedly, Katsuko Sakai changed her mind so quickly.
"The theme of 'the hustle and bustle of the world', going to the port to paint the market is a bit too stereotypical. I think the idea of this theme is actually better now. And it's less tacky and more Zen. ”
Gu Weijing touched his chin and commented.
Submissions similar to market life, the organizing committee will definitely receive 700 or 80 copies, if not 3500 copies.
If you see too much and draw well, it won't be a novelty.
"Uh-huh, that's what I thought too."
The article is natural, and the wonderful pen is occasionally obtained.
The same goes for painting.
Katsuko Sakai examines the composition she captured, of Jasmine and the cat sitting side by side on the steps of the porter.
How to look at it for a while, how to like it, not to be satisfied.
"Is it my delusion, I suddenly realized that my sketching technique is like-" Katsuko Sakai whispered as she stared at the sketch charcoal sketch on the drawing board in front of her.
At this time, Gu Weijing also discovered the difference between the expressiveness of Miss Sakai's sketches and the previous ones.
"—Sketching technique seems to have improved a lot!"
The two of them said in tacit agreement almost in unison.
The sketches in front of you on the drawing board are agile and detailed.
Although it is only a rough outline of the main body, the treatment of form, texture, space and light is very appropriate.
The pen sketches that Katsuko Sakai drew for Shwedagon Pagoda at the beginning were also exquisite, but they lacked the vivid vitality of the sketches at this time.
Gu Weijing lost a calligraphy and painting appraisal technique on it.
【Girl Reading Poetry and Cat Draft】
[Sketch Technique: Lv.5 Professional Painter: 2nd Order (16/10000)]
"Congratulations. It's not an illusion, you've kind of grasped the doorway of the gesture, and this is the starting point of the sketch master. Gu Weijing said with a sigh.
Katsuko Sakai has been stuck in the field bottleneck of the first order of Lv.4 professional painter for quite some time.
Painting pays attention to fate, like climbing a snowy mountain.
A layer of mountains is a heavy pass.
Every time you conquer a pass boulder, you can usher in a painting stage with rapid growth of techniques.
Professor Lin Tao believes that Gu Weijing lacks sufficient artistic accumulation, so his practice is to read "Heavenly Rain and Flowing Fang" and paint wisteria flowers.
Bashu, Milan, Paris, Provence, Florence......
Since she was a child, Katsuko Sakai has traveled from north to south, visiting masters from all walks of life, and has traveled all over the world to famous art cities, even in such remote places as Yangon.
In the field of oil painting, what she lacks most is the accumulation of art and culture, and the lack of a trace of fresh life outside museums and art galleries.
Painting emotion and painting technique are two completely different artistic routes.
However, the novel painting experience that broke the barrier between her heart and her paintings also eliminated the bottlenecks that hindered her from improving her technique.
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Katsuko Sakai has been practicing exceptionally diligently lately.
In the sound of Miss Jasmine's reading of poetry, it is only natural that she will be promoted to the second level of her profession.
(End of chapter)