Colleen Grewar shares an intimate story about her autistic son. She accidentally found a new way to communicate with him after buying Bratz dolls. Further, she extols the virtues of Bratz over Barbie dolls and briefly dips into the lawsuit between MGA and Mattel companies.
I was born to the two most unlikely parents in a coastal town called Knysna in 1967. The world seemed to be a wonderful place. What would you expect, living in the forest on a farm in Knysna. Life was simple. By day I played down in the valley with lawns so green, water so pure and mystery beyond the forest stretching into forever. By night I bathed outside in a huge metal basin. My grandfather playing the Paganini, fire burning warm, providing the only source of light, whilst night cloaked me with her dark face. I fell in love with the moon and thought her to be my mother. My grandfather, an old man with one glass eye and hardly a smile. My grandmother, with deep blue eyes, long black raven hair and a glance of kindness. My Parents worked in the City. A place I thought most unkind. I roamed on the farm from brook to forest, lost in the day and close to its heart. Little did I know of the world outside, for life was as I wanted with all I held dear to my heart.
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