Here he is sitting happily in "his new body" a card-board prototype!
Oh, how I wish I could give him a real new body ... hopefully God will give him his new body in the future. (Pray for this.)
This is a cardboard mock-up body ... hopefully, little by little, we'll turn it into a cute little car (Blue) with lights and a horn. (He steers it by push-buttons.) This card-board body will sit on his little moveable platform.
I just wanted to see how it fit him.
He likes his MP ... moveable platform. It fits a small boy in a small room. He can spin it in a circle, and that helps.
I first met Pepe about eight years ago, in Zona Norte. Hortensia took me to visit him. Their home (or room) was almost as small as baby Pepe. Just one small, dark room.
When I saw the baby, I knew there was something terribly wrong ... but we could do nothing about it.
I remember when he was about seven ... when the doctors told him he would never walk. No, he would never play football. He would never be a normal boy.
He was depressed for days.
But Pepe bounced back.
I remember him learning how to slowly write and draw. Ever so slowly. But he persisted.
I remember when he excitedly told me he won a dance contest in school ... Dance contest? "Yeah, watch," and he jerked around and beat his legs to the rhythm of the dance music.
I guess dance is just how you look at it.
And the time he told me he could run? Run? "Yeah, watch me" ... and he rolled fast across the floor ... and popped up with a big smile.
Yesterday he didn't want us to carry him into his bedroom, there was about a nine inch step up to the bedroom ... "watch! I'll get up myself" ... and he did!
Pepe hasn't a lot of body ... but he has a lot of guts.
And a big smile!
P.S. Here are a video of Pepe playing in his cart ...
