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He can't talk to people, he can't control his impulses, and he is 24 years old, Mr. Naoki Higashida, who has a severe self-defense disorder.
However, as soon as Mr. Higashida puts the character board forward, he can speak.
It is extremely rare for a self-defense disorder person to have high expressive power in the world.
The following words are "ka", "u", "de", "ku", "ne", "ju".
Two years ago, we produced a documentary covering Mr. Higashida.
Through Mr. Higashida's words, we made clear the self- defense disorder world that had been enveloped in darkness until now and called for a big response.
The story begins with Mr. Higashida's essay "The Reason Why I Have a Self-Defense Disorder".
Many people who have read this book have learned about the self-defense disorder for the first time.
What is the most painful thing about it?
Every time I do something wrong, I can't apologize, I get angry or laughed at, and I hate myself and despair over and over again.
Those of you who are with us, please don't worry about us.
We can endure our own pain.
But we can't stand our own existence making others unhappy.
This essay was translated into many languages and published in more than 30 countries.
It gave hope to many people with autism children.
For the first time, people who didn't know what their children were thinking could believe in love and intelligence for their own children.
At some point, I found myself repeatedly saying, "I'm sorry, Brian."
Two years later, Mr. Naoki Higashida has begun his career as a professional writer.
Not only does he write about his own inner world of autism, but also about people with various handicaps such as disabilities, cognitive disorders, and illnesses.
A way of life is just a way of life How can people who have suffered find happiness?
This is the story of an autistic writer's hesitation and growth as he embarks on a new challenge.
June. I visited Naoki Higashida for the first time in two years.
Hello! It's been a while.
It's been a while, Naoki.
Naoki has written 20 essays and poems, and is already establishing himself as a professional writer.
Wow!
It's been a while, Naoki.
Hello!
It's been a while, Naoki.
Hello!
Autism is a brain's advanced functional impairment in which it is difficult to adapt well to changes in the situation and establish interpersonal relationships.
One in every hundred people is diagnosed with autism spectrum disorder, including light people.
Naoki finds it difficult to control his feelings.
When his mother is by his side, his feelings calm down.
Thank you for everything.
You're welcome.
Over the past two years, Naoki has expanded his reach as a writer.
He continues to send messages about how happy people with autism and other handicaps should feel.
It's been a while.
Actually, there was a special reason why I wanted to interview you again.
I myself have an unexpected handicap.
Mr. Yang, I would like to ask you first, but did you know that I was fighting a disease called cancer?
Yes, yes.
I was very worried about you.
I don't think it's a big deal.
Immediately after producing the last program, I was diagnosed with a cancer called lung cell demand.
It has already transferred to lung and liver, and the survival rate of five years is said to be less than fifty percent.
A large number of anticancer drugs and surgeries. The fighting disease lasted for a year.
How is your condition?
Full body examination.
This is not the last place.
The cancer cells died because of the worth of treatment.
However, anxiety about relapse and severe disease of treatment remained.
And in November of last year, I returned to work.
How should I live with the handicap that I suddenly have to carry?
I wanted to look back at Naoki's appearance one more time.
Naoki also wanted to know more about my fighting disease.
In order to survive, I had to kill myself before I could fight.
Dad!
To be honest, I've changed.
I've come to realize how important my life and my family are.
I'm human's
I've changed.
It's like I've been rubbed.
Because I'm a loan shark.
Suddenly, I felt like I'd been hit hard.
I might have been speaking in loan shark language.
As a writer, I felt Naoki's growth, which had given me confidence.
I decided to speak in loan shark language, too.
Rather than my parents or my grandmother who gave birth to me,
I often think about whether I might die first.
I feel like I have to connect with life.
I wonder if I can connect with life.
I often think about
important words that don't overlap.
I often think about various things.
Thank you for watching.
It's up to each and every one of us to make a difference.
The end!
The day after the interview, Naoki-san told me what he had told me, and sent me a document with a testimony.
I believe that life is not connected but complete because it is important.
If life is connected, what will happen to those who cannot be connected?
Are they holding onto a baton and crying? Or are they dying on the street?
Just thinking about it makes me sad.
I live my life.
Those who are left continue to live their own lives.
Ireland, 9,000 kilometers away from Japan.
Ms. Naoki's existence became known all over the world
because of a meeting with one of the writers who live here.
David Mitchell is a writer known for his works like "Cloud Atlas".
Mitchell also has a 10-year-old son who can't talk.
Mitchell, who didn't know what his son was thinking and was half-desperate for raising a child,
four years ago, learned about Naoki's essay existence.
It was his good fortune that he spent eight years in Japan as an English teacher and was able to read Japanese.
Why does a son hit his head against the floor? Why does he suddenly panic?
There were all kinds of answers there.
Mitchell immediately started translating.
It was also translated into other languages and was read in 30 countries around the world.
Now, Mitchell and Naoki are exchanging letters.
Through Naoki's words, he is trying to learn about his son who cannot communicate.
Three-year-olds, four-year-olds, five-year-olds, eight- year-olds with autism,
they grow into eighteen-year-olds, twenty-year- olds, twenty-two-year-olds with autism.
That's really encouraging and it makes you try harder, it makes you be more patient.
Naoki, when you wake up in the morning, do you remember your dream?
Have you ever dreamed of becoming someone who is not autistic?
I often dreamed of becoming a normal child.
I talk with my classmates, joke with them, and they all laugh with me.
When I found out it had been a dream for a while, I was terribly depressed.
Now, in the dream I see, I don't appear as I used to be.
I'm self-dependent.
I go out and play in various places and still cause trouble.
My day begins with waking up from my dream and being grateful for the same morning as always.
I think there is something I can learn from living with a gun in their book of returns.
That day, Mitchell sent me a new question.
Thanks to listening to the radio course over and over again, he can now read English.
Mitchell's question was, "If you were to give yourself advice at the age of 13, what advice would you give?"
It was at the age of 13 that he realized that he had a disability.
He couldn't keep up with elementary school classes.
He saw that his intelligence was lagging behind and had no choice but to return to special assistance school.
He had intelligence and a heart.
Even if he wanted to say that, there was no way for him to say it.
Mitchell's advice at the age of 13 was...
Just be who you are.
However, when he recalled the pain of that day one by one, a different word came to his mind.
Write it back.
I wrote it by erasing the word "as it is" and the word "life is short."
If I can give myself some advice when I was 13 years old, it is not encouraging words.
I think my ears can't hear you eating too hard every day.
I want to tell you the fact that life is short.
For me at the time, the passing time seemed endless and like I was riding a swing that I could never get off.
The swing you're riding will one day stop.
Until then, if you keep riding as hard as you can, I want to teach you that even the same scenery may look different.
Even I, who live with cancer, still feel like I'm riding on an unstable swing that I don't know when it will fall.
How can I stop if I keep riding?
Is there a time when the scenery I see changes?
This summer, Naoki was born in North Kyushu, where his mother's hometown is located.
This is where his grandmother, who became cognitive disorder, lives.
His mother mourned her grandmother's cognitive disorder.
However, Naoki thought it was not something to be sad about.
Wouldn't it be selfish of people around him to feel sad about it?
He was confident that he could find out about his grandmother's cognitive disorder.
This is Naoki's grandmother, Kyoko, who is 79 years old.
She has been losing her memory for seven years.
It's been a while. Yes, I went on a summer vacation.
No, it's different now. I went the other day.
His grandmother, Kyoko, was about to make Naoki's favorite pancake.
It's okay. Oh, it's good.
Then I'll put it in empty.
It's a little undercooked.
Did I put in too much onions?
Can I use this?
Yes, you can.
Can I bake it?
Yes, you can.
So I think it's okay.
His grandmother was good at cooking.
The pancake she used to make for me was always dark fox color.
It's a little different from before.
But that doesn't matter.
I love you.
Naoki was trying to warmly accept his grandmother's cognition disorder.
But it was beyond his imagination to change it.
While you're looking for something, you don't know what you're looking for.
Turning on and off the nightstand repeatedly.
Before they met, Naoki, who thought he could find his grandmother's happiness, actually spent it and couldn't say that his grandmother should still be happy.
I don't think it's easy to accept the reality.
I didn't want my grandmother to be quiet.
I have to get tested once a month.
It's a moment when I realize strongly that I'm carrying a handicap called illness.
The yellow part is the origin of the cancer.
In conclusion, there is no relapse this time.
Is there anything you are troubled with in your life?
Well, I'm still numb.
Fortunately, there was no relapse.
I'm relieved that I can live another month like this.
Ms. Naoki said that she was glad that she had autism for a long time.
Ms. Naoki was able to turn her disability into her strength.
Will there be a day when I think, "I'm glad I have cancer."
It's been three months since we started filming.
Naoki-san seemed angry with our filming.
To me, who repeatedly asks how self-defense has changed into strength,
Naoki-san, not as a self-defense practitioner,
but as a writer, has said that he wants us to pay attention to himself now.
Is Ms. Mariyama there?
Wait!
This may overlap with what you said earlier,
but I'd like you to say something that only you can say.
Ahem.
I am a Christian and suffer from self-defense.
Ahem.
I have one.
In order for Mr. Naoki to gain a wide range of readers and survive as a professional writer in the future,
he thought he didn't want to be seen with the special eyes of a self-defence writer.
To Naoki's words, I was confused.
Whether it's self-defence or guns,
a handyman is only a handyman.
I felt like I was told that.
In mid-August,
Naoki was invited to Ireland by Mitchell,
who was born in Ireland.
He wanted to meet his own family.
Two years ago, after meeting in Japan for the first time,
Mitchell asked Naoki to meet his own self-defence son in person.
He couldn't see it himself.
He wanted to know what his son was thinking.
- Good morning. - Good morning.
- How are you? - Fine.
- That's good. - Thank you.
Mitchell's 10-year-old self-defence son is now 10 years old.
A child's growth should be a joy for a parent,
but for Mitchell, anxiety increases.
My son is now 10 years old.
Right now...
I'm not sure if I can say this,
but I love you.
Making friends is quite difficult.
My question is...
Is friendship easier or easier to make?
I want to make friends!
Is friendship easier or easier to make?
I have no friends.
my words
unfortunately
can you see it?
He seems quite happy.
let us go home
Ichinoba
Without a friend
I feel sorry for you
When I feel nervous
Tomode
collection
Shito
standing
degree
snack
change
and
vinegar
height
end!
perhaps.
My son's lack of friends is not my son's problem.
Maybe my son's lack of friends is my problem.
So now I'm trying to think in this position.
Mitchell-san realized that she was trying to capture her son's happiness in her own scale.
That's what it means.
On this day, Mitchell-san's family and Naoki-san's dinner party was held.
His son Noah-kun was also there.
Mitchell-san asked Noah-kun not to film because she couldn't confirm his intention.
Noah-kun was also looking forward to meeting Naoki-san.
But he didn't join the dinner party.
He sat on the bench outside and calmed down with his mother.
Thirty minutes passed and Noah-kun finally entered the room.
A three-hour dinner party.
Naoki-san and Noah-kun never exchanged words.
The friendship they hoped for would never come true.
It was around the end of the dinner party and as the families were about to say goodbye.
Goodbye!
Noah approached Ms. Naoki, took her hand and said goodbye.
I think there was a sort of "ishindenshin" between them, I think.
Most people still think that if you have autism you don't have emotions.
And that moment, it kills that "gokai".
It brought me great pleasure just to see them and just when they hold their hands like that.
So it gave me great pleasure to see them and I will treasure the memory, always.
Ms. Naoki pulled out Noah's heart that she can't usually see.
How is it?
It's delicious!
Ri
te
ma
se
There's something I'd like to tell you before you go back to Japan, Mr. Mitchell.
Mr. Naoki, I wish you all the luck in the world in the sense of having millions of readers.
To those people and to us as well.
It's not a bad thing.
Of course, it's hard and I know it well.
But I'm really grateful for your self-defense.
Thank you.
Before he set off on his journey,
Naoki had been telling him not to pay too much attention to self-defense.
It seemed like he was still chewing on Mitchell's words.
Yes.
Two weeks later,
Naoki visited his grandmother in northern Kyushu again.
His trip to Ireland made him realize again that there is something only he can see.
Naoki, who was aware of his grandmother's diagnosis when she passed away in the summer...
Kyoko's housework is as dangerous as ever.
Would you like some tea?
Thank you.
Oh, it's hot.
Even so, the tea that Kyoko-san carefully poured for me tasted special.
Thank you for it.
It's good.
While I didn't know about it, I began to wonder if I was looking at my grandmother with a general view of the world.
In order to verify it, Naoki-san had prepared one question.
If your grandmother...
found a child...
Why is it like this?
I'll look for you with your mother.
Even if she lost her memories, Kyoko's kindness remained the same.
She hasn't changed.
It was the people around her who decided she was unhappy.
Naoki was sure of it.
Grandmother herself is aware of her terrible memory loss.
But she cares more about others than she does about herself.
For example, "Would you like some tea?" "Here's a blanket for you."
She may be more concerned about others than herself.
I want to know what grandmother sees in her eyes.
Because I think I'll see it someday.
Naoki is starting a new challenge as a writer.
It's a long novel I've never written before.
The title is "Song of Self-Defense".
A girl with self-defense in a car accident meets patients, nurses, doctors and other people at the hospital.
They fall in love, get hurt and grow up.
Mitchell-san advises Naoki-san, who has grown as a writer and as a human being, to challenge the novel in earnest.
Mitchell-san aims to replace what Naoki-san can only see in a story that anyone can sympathize with.
At the end of the interview, I asked him directly what he wanted to hear the most.
I want you to tell me what is important for me to move forward in life.
Naoki-san kept thinking.
A few tens of seconds later, those words gave me courage.
No matter what difficulties people face,
I want to find happiness.
I'm
working hard.
The end!
I can't separate myself from my autism.
If I didn't have autism, I'm sure I wouldn't be who I am now.
I don't want you to feel sorry for me.
I just want to live with you all.
I hope your future and ours are in the same place.
Mr. Sheikh! Mr. Sheikh! Mr. Sheikh!
Mr. Sheikh! Mr. Sheikh!
I don't have a job.
Should I say I work here?
Inbound company.
Tourism industry.
Law and justice for foreigners.
Yes.
My friends who live with me now say they want to invite more tourists to Japan.
That kind of work seems fun.