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information on the permit and D FIMO

When I decided to point me to this business, the conduct of passengers, I naively thought it would be enough to make me a driving school, to spend a few hours of practice, and presto! I would have my license in less time than it takes to tell. I had it all wrong.

Indeed, I am living in France since shortly and I do not know when the legal obligations which govern permitting. In my country, that is to say Belgium (we must have quality!) obtain a permit for heavy vehicles is very simple. We must pass the driving theory (the code) suitable for the type of vehicle they wish to drive, then take a little over 8 hours of practice (you read correctly, eight hours) in order to present the practical examination (operations and road). All for a sum roughly equivalent to that would be spent to pass the driving license. It is also possible to follow a course of 8 hours during ADDITIONAL prepare for other exams, the passing of the CAP awards, now mandated by I-don't-know-what-more European Directive for the professional driving heavy. These 8 hours of additional courses are not even required. Indeed, there are manuals, and feel free to submit the review of the CAP if you feel comfortable enough. The EU directive requiring that CAPE pretty cool in Belgium, is the same that is responsible for creating ... the FIMO in France! Si si! Those who know what I mean, you can bring your lower jaw.

For others, I'll explain what and how to get FIMO, and D license course. The following s'applque especially for people aged over 26 years. Younger people may in principle be a CAP, where access is less difficult.

The first step was to get information to understand (Hum. ..) legislation that governed the licensing D in France. For transport person exercised with professional , the permit does not D (plus, compared to the famous directive foo-trick) . Now we must get over the so-called FIMO (Minimum Initial Training Required). FIMO This is not, contrary to what its name suggests, required, eg if you want your 18 kids walk privately in your own bus.

Permit D can be spent in a driving school or a training center specializing in the transportation business (AFT-IFTIM, Forget, Promotrans, ECF ...) and the AFPA. As for the B license, you must pass the code and a practical test (cards, board and road).

The FIMO is a certification obtained at the completion of a review which follows four weeks of courses (140 hours), which can also be monitored in a center for training in transport. These courses focus on traffic safety, defensive driving, economy, etc.. They include a practical and a theoretical part. It's sort of a deepening of what we learn to get the permits "dry" and is usually done just after obtaining the permit.

In total, it takes approximately 7 weeks full-time training to obtain a permit and FIMO.

Once the permit is obtained and the FIMO, you will be required to complete 35 hours of refresher courses every five years.

specify that permits access to D and hence the driving courses are subject to the award of a statutory compulsory medical examination from a licensed physician. The list of approved doctors is available from your local prefecture.

small detail that is important: the cheapest price found so far to pass the driving test D is ~ 2000 € and for FIMO ~ 2500 € ... which means a total of € 4,500 ...

Access the professional drivers transport people to also be done via a professional license which includes D, FIMO and various courses to make you a driver 'complete' ability to prepare an itinerary of have a basis of geography, facing various mechanical problems, etc.. It takes 3 ½ months and cost close to € 8,000 to 10,000.

In both cases, the greenbacks do not push me under the armpits ... So he took me to seek a financing solution ... That's what I tell you the next episode .

Edit: I found a small file that summarizes succinctly nice it is to know about licensure D in France.

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I myself am a good swimmer. That said, I've always been terrified of water for my children. An accident happen so fast! To overcome this fear, I made it a point to teach my children to swim at an early age. They all followed by swimming lessons with the goal they are strong enough to swim in a pool, any depth confused with adults on the site, without being in water. Thus, Antoine swam alone in 7 years. Lolo, my hyperactive champion, swam unassisted to 5 years! My 5 year old daughter swims with a slight help. And Thomas did not swim more than 30 seconds before the rest off the bottom of the pool looking its air. And yet, he loves the water! I therefore set a challenge for him was to teach myself to swim. Allez hop! on the back! It is the star. It is not moving and you float ... Go flop on his belly! It is the little dog. Raise your buttocks and move your hands! ... But it didn't had the expected success ... In fact, it's a complete failure!

And I asked myself: why? What's wrong?? I watched him move, then I realized! HE HAS NO COORDINATION! Like most children aspergers, he is waiting for this facility .... Not that he has little, is that none at all in the water! Yet he goes on a bicycle with two wheels since he was 3 years .... Sigh! Therefore I find a solution before next year to make the presence of Thomas near the water safe, but also more fun!

Tania, my CLSC social worker, told me about of Gymn-Water, an organization specializing in teaching swimming to children with learning difficulties in promoting their development and growth. Their activities are conducted in a climate of non-competition and recovery effort, allowing the child to increase his confidence and his self-esteem. And, of course, the ratio of intervention is low. And great happiness among their target audience, we mention the high functioning autism and PDD children - which includes Asperger syndrome. Hooray!

Then there is the price ... not given! I am therefore a request for assistance in order to give Tom the basis of swimming, reassure me when it is near water, and allow him to enjoy an activity he loves!

There. I just discovered another symptom, hitherto unknown to me. Another turn of the wheel brings us one step further in its adaptability. Add to his learning because coordination is a big, big plus for his life!

To be continued ....

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genetic transmission from father to son? Really?

More and more researchers support the theory that says that autism (is it confirmed now?) - Of which the parties Syndrome Asperger's - is inherited from father to son. Many of their research has highlighted the strong likelihood that a father will aspis with almost certainty children aspis. And the mother? Hey no! It is not excluded because other researchers have made a different light on the DNA of parents indicating that the combination of personality traits "ASPI" of any other belonging to the genetic traits of the other, a small suction procreating ... hmm .... For us parents, this raises many questions! And fears of all-in-fact justified, particularly if the child is the first splash of the family ... So I looked at my poor brain and my ex-husband, Lolo Dad and Tom ..
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Do not panic! I do not decide the issue here. I'll share just a slice of my experience, my personal life. Point. Perhaps you will recognize you. But maybe not! :-)

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I met Dad (hereinafter called "the Dad " (!)) By Thomas at work. The Dad , therefore, worked mostly in his office, his head leaning on his computer screen. I remember smiling to see his approach bears!: Elbows tucked, head bowed, hands and feet moving simultaneously on the same side when walking: -0. When he smiled, he seemed to light up inside. It was a thrilling experience of transformation and ... lovely! :-) It was pretty bad character me and my colleagues do well not to antagonize them. Paradoxically, they liked her for her dedication and Computer Engineering: always ready to supp time, even on weekends!

Sigh! Simply being told that we should not do something that unfortunately, I do! So I found their feet entangled in spinning the company server which The Dad had just finished setting up after hours of work! Buuuuuzzz .... Ahhhh !!!!..... was the two noises heard within 5 seconds of my blunder , one from turning off the server, the other of my mind panicked! And the fateful question was launched: "Who did this ?????? " ... And this is our first contact ... :-)


As I was working regularly under contract or freelance, I often change the workplace. To facilitate my integration into my new temporary team, I like to throw my way devolved on one or one of the employees and make my challenge. My goal with The Dad ? Make him laugh once a day! :-). From a full-bodied coffee with a cigarette - something already passed since 9 years, I assure you! - A little smile to another, we become friends. I discovered, in its shell grumpy, a simple creature, who says what he thinks and believes what he says, whose values are very rare nowadays, with a great need for stability, and ability 'extraordinary commitment. Wow! It still exists, men like that? I told myself ... I spent three months there. We started when we attend the closing of our employer. We married a year and later I became pregnant almost immediately after my second child - the first of our marriage, my Lolo, both wanted pregnancy. And this was the beginning of the end ...


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From lovers transit The Dad was physically removed. Of course he was attentive! I do not know the number of McDonalds that it brought me at times inhuman, especially for France!, In order not debatable ME! We moved there in my 6 months of pregnancy for a new contract The work Papa . Throughout my pregnancy, there was little intimate relationships ... He did not touch me as if my contact aggression. Many fathers are responding, as I say! The woman and the man barely changed to find the woman in the mother, who is becoming more and more space. Arguing with my then 10 year old son, born from a previous relationship, such as increased small cock fighting. Then, Lolo was born. And the Dad narrowed further. The unplanned pregnancy of Thomas, one year later, put the final nail in the coffin of our marriage in the Dad causing a constant need emotionally difficult routine to follow or a way of reigning single and inflexible, as had shown him, and to exclude more and more of our life together. My loving husband and tender of the first year was quietly replaced by a good friend without tenderness or cuddly, or sexuality.

Our return to France has not improved our relationship. Lolo was then 2 1 / 2 years and 8 months Thomas.
We moved into our new house. Dad spent many, many times in the office, in front of it, sometimes 36hres a row, where I found him asleep, his head bent over his computer keyboard. Unable to sit one beside the other on the couch. He told me that "it hurt him, our 2 packages of bones that rub together" Our intimate relationships were limited to a few times a year, and seemed more obligatory than enjoyable for him. At the table, even the youngest (3 and 1 years) should not put your elbows on the table, because it was not done. Our discussions lead nowhere. But I was not married to divorce me! Sigh !.... I do not understand .... I did not understand more ... It was, or the tender and loving man? One with whom I spent a lot of time in bed, with whom I dreamed of a united family, upon whom I could count, which secured me? When my eldest son aged 14 then left my home to live with his biological father, I went to the threat of a lover and the proposal for a friendly cohabitation that we can bring together our Children, I board again and that a woman's life satisfaction. Nothing did. Result: 4 years after exchanging our vows, he is gone ...


And then I realized
Thomas was then 2 1 / 2 years. Within months, his life had been turned upside down (see previous text). His aggressiveness has increased and he began to self-harm. Meanwhile, my research to help my son have intensified. After a few years, I fell on Asperger Syndrome. EUREKA!! not only my son seemed to be a vacuum, his father had the exact profile of the adult aspirations that ignorant! That day is one of the greatest of my life so far ....

I do not know if The Dad thinks aspirations. For me, it is 100%. Impression confirmed by the team of specialists Tom. No, I do not mention him ... I do not know how to talk about ... And am not convinced that it is for me to do. But maybe he could help Thomas if one day he needs it? Finally ... This is another story! ;-)

Do I believe that the gene of Asperger Syndrome is actually transmitted from father to son? I have not the certainty, because without being a pure aspie, I also sprinkle personality traits. I am convinced that The Dad is a vacuum. This is a reality for me.
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have known a few years ago would it change anything? YES! YES YES YES YES and YES! My expectations were different, as a friend, then as wife and mother. Would I have married? Honestly, I do not know. This n'esttoutefois not impossible. I'm not afraid of difference. I've never been afraid ... All this I could never verify, of course!. What matters now is that I know .... And it's so good and relaxing!

Photo: Dad and Lawrence (not pictured with Thomas) (Boulogne-Billancourt, France 2000)

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holiday? From school, definitely!

AHHHHHH! Finally! the holidays! The REAL Holiday. Holidays getting up early ... Holidays to the bus .... Holidays governance, monitoring, closed discussions .. Nay! Demolition of walls! (Figuratively and clean one up, in my case, with the other ... :-)) I can store my whip and my binoculars and "m'éffoirer" - because this is the right word - in a welfare verging on bliss ....

But ... I will get there? Already in my head I see the first meeting with the new teacher Tom, if I'm lucky, know who I mean when I talk about my son. I see the implementation of the Plan of Intervention sought in conjunction with the CLSC and me ... Then, the succession of all the silly not to do and we have forgotten to write .... I hear the manager tell me "yes but it was not written! " replacing an exemplary manner the famous " yes but Thomas goes to school" and another phrase 2008 "I understand, ma'am. " As if hearing and understanding meant the same thing!

.... But no ... but no! We shake your head ... And resume !....

AHHHHHH! Finally! the holidays! The REAL Holiday. Holiday to get up early ... And blah blah blah .... Of course! I will take my vacation with a childlike joy that I share with my little loves little devils! I intend enjoy ourselves, against all odds! The school, even if it can not disappear, do not screw up all those moments that will make sure good memories. And I'm not satire! I

gives us 1 month. 1 month relaxation; family activities, discoveries of laughter and tickling! 1 month which belongs to us! Go! School! Oust! You are no longer welcome in my family! Go back up and disappear! Up to August, or I'll leave it to a new place (trop!) important to my brain, a brain rested and ready to fight again if necessary!

So much advantage of my absence, School! We meet again soon enough with the hope of a better year ...!

Photo: June 1, 2010