Saturday, 08 May 2010
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Chicken Soup for the Soul - The Beginning
“Chicken Soup for the Soul, Children with Special Needs” is all about the relationships parents and caregivers have with special needs children. I first approached Mark Victor Hansen in 2001 to create this book, because by now, I had heard so many heartwarming, loving, emotional and “chicken-soup able” stories from many mothers and felt it would help raise awareness for everyone. Back then I created my own type of Chicken Soup book “The Autism Experience, Stories of Hope and Love”, which was a great success.
Before I had special needs children I didn’t have a clue what the special needs world was all about, now I see it everywhere. It’s kind of like having a brown car. If you have a brown car you start seeing other brown cars, but probably not until you have your own. At the time I suggested the book to Mark, I was met with reluctance by Marks publishing group but finally I convinced Mark Victor Hansen and their head office to publish this much needed book. During the submission process we collected well over 5,000 stories, a first for Chicken Soup, and stories continue to roll in. That speaks volumes about this book! I know it will raise awareness, while helping others understand from the inside out what it might be like to live in the special needs world.
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Comments (5)
chicken soup is such good stuff, both the book and the soup...
Wow! I commend you for your efforts. Good things happen when you don't give up :)
chicken soup books are awesome. i'll have to check that one out.
LOL Only perfection will survive. Let them be perfect to themselves and let them not use that argument with us as the measure.
I was in special ed even though I don't even qualify by the standards, and I must say, that life has been miserable. It keeps going down, down, down.
Just kill them. All of them. Into the genetic garbage can.
They are from the folds of Katun until the eye opens once more.
Hey, I'm one of them, so I have the right, I think.