> ## Content Index > Fetch the complete content index at: https://amemamem.com.br/llms.txt > Use this file to discover other available public pages before exploring further. # When Someone Begins to Exist - URL: https://amemamem.com.br/en/when-someone-begins-to-exist/ - Published: 2026-03-31T11:04:36.000Z - Updated: 2026-11-09T01:05:00.000Z - Description: On Sunday, small things happened. - Author: Airton Humber - Tags: #en, #de-quando-alguem-comeca-a-existir ## Before understanding, a person needs to exist. On Sunday, small things happened. So small that they could easily have gone unnoticed. But they did not. --- A twelve-year-old boy. His younger brother, nine. They are brothers. They lost their mother about five years ago. --- Both of them have a lot of difficulty communicating. The younger one hardly speaks. He is very restless. When he tries to speak, he stumbles over his words. --- On Sunday, I did something very simple. I told them to speak very slowly. Very slowly. And I told them something: I am fast too. I still am. When I speak, I stumble over my words. And, so I won't stumble, I speak as if I were in slow motion. --- They started practicing with me. No pressure. No correction. Just repeating… so sweetly. And the younger one started talking to me. --- I always bring esfiha and soda at the end of the meetings. I have done this for many years. But he had never eaten esfiha. The week before, I asked him why. He said: — I don't like it. I asked: — Do you prefer hot dogs? He said yes. --- On Sunday, before the meeting started, I remembered him. I said: — Today I'm going to order hot dogs, because you like them. And that is what I did. He ate. With joy. --- At the end of the meeting, something even simpler happened. A girl of about seven had left before getting a banana sweet that I also bring. I asked if someone could take it to her. They said she lived on the other side. Close, but on the other side. At that moment, the younger one said: — Let me take it. --- He took the sweet. He went. He delivered it. He came back. Completely happy. --- When it was time to pay the bill on my phone, something curious happened. I received a message saying that the owner of the snack bar had made a courtesy and would not charge me for the soda. I don't know who she is. Or the reason. I don't usually ask for discounts. But this small gesture caught my attention. --- There was no teaching. There was no explanation. There was no speech. But something happened. --- First, he was able to speak. Then, he took part. Then, he moved. --- Maybe we are trying to start from the wrong place. We want people to understand. But, many times, they haven't even been able to exist yet. --- Before understanding, a person needs space. Space to try. To make mistakes. To speak in their own way. To be remembered. To be considered. --- When someone realizes: I was heard I was remembered What I said matters something changes inside. --- And when that changes… the person begins to move. Not because they understood. But because now they can. --- Maybe that's it. It is not a lack of intelligence. It is not resistance. It is not disinterest. Sometimes… it is just a lack of space to exist. --- And, when someone begins to exist… they begin, naturally, to reach others. Sometimes, crossing the street with a sweet in their hand. Sometimes, without knowing why… someone does a small kindness along the way.