At the beginning of my career as a practical psychologist, I worked in the Early Help Service, where parents of children with developmental disabilities addressed. The age of the children did not exceed 3 years. A large number of mothers and children came to us, sometimes even fathers, whose involvement was a separate area of ​​our work. And then one day a child came to us, who could rightfully be called a “little typhoon.” After him there was no living space left in the office, everything was turned upside down! The boy had something like babbling speech, he had no particular desire to contact others. This boy, despite his more than young age, defended his boundaries in such a way that another adult could envy. If he didn’t like something, the child simply refused to participate in it, and it was not possible to involve him in joint activities. If his mother said something that he did not like, then he either cursed using his babbling vocabulary (intonations very accurately reflected his emotions of indignation and reproach), or he could still spank his mother. At the PMPC, experts came to the conclusion that the child mentally retarded. Unfortunately, this label remained with the child in the future. When I said goodbye to this child and his family, he was about 2 years old. However, a couple of years later we saw each other again. The child showed some signs of “typhoonism,” but this was to a much lesser extent. He developed a speech that he used, and an interest in other people. Moreover, the interest is very friendly. It was a very pleasant meeting. And this time my office did not look like a nuclear test site during the testing period. Quite recently I found out that this child was going to school. To a regular public school! Just not from 7, but from 8. But these are such trifles. He is ready to learn, he can sit at a desk, he speaks well and fulfills the requests of adults. This child walked his path, no matter what! His parents did not believe that he was mentally retarded. However, the child was not going to believe it either. Perhaps it was his rebellious spirit that did not allow him to give up, even when many experts agreed that the child would never get out of specialized institutions. He walked at his own pace. And, although this path was more difficult than many other boys and girls, he did it perfectly! For me, this is further proof of how strong human potential is and how diverse resources are. That we are capable of change. Children demonstrate the ability to change more quickly, although for them this is also a process, and not a matter of one day. Adults sometimes need more time, but they can do it too. Do you know what is very important for both, especially at the very beginning of the journey? So that there is someone nearby who also believes that things can be different. Somehow in a nice different way.