The Blue Crayon: Dolphin Therapy for Neurologically Disturbed Children

By Terry Luce

While reading The Blue Crayon, a book for both children and adults, youll experience this heartwarming journey, and you will fall in love with a ten-year-old little girl named Gabby Damon, who has not said a word in over five years. She is diagnosed with autism, and Gabbys doctors prescribe over twenty pills a day and use her to experiment with other types of medications. Her parents are so frustrated by the intake of these meds. Gabbys mother turns to the Internet to find help for her daughter. She finds the Dolphin Universe in Florida.

Doctor Roth, who started working with dolphins in Vietnam, is now treating children in Florida, using dolphin therapy as a means to unlock the energy sources trapped in the minds of children of all ages. Now he works with children from all over the world and has amazing results. As she works with Doctor Roths lead dolphin, Lucas, Gabbys parents and others get a little more than what they bargained for. Gabby has drawn the exact same drawings that Doctor Roth drew over forty years ago, along with five other drawings in great detail, messages leading to biblical and government secrets and a date (in blue crayon) that scholars and government officials are baffled and afraid to share with anyone.

Today, every time we turn on the news or read the papers, we read stories of special-needs childrensome heartwarming and others heartbreaking. We hear of some great stories using new technology or using new meds, but using simple sessions with dolphins, Gabby and The Blue Crayon give hope for children who suffer from autism and PTSD.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Xlibris US
• Release date: Sep 24, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524538316

Terry Luce

I was born and raised in Lincoln, Nebraska, and I’m still a huge Nebraska football fan. Growing up in Lincoln instilled a lot of great values that I still have today like “Do unto others as I’d like done to me.” To this day, I still live by that golden rule. Mom and Dad did a great job raising six kids. The way we were raised help me realize what kind of person I really wanted to be. I’ve met 1 percent of the wealthiest to the poorest of people, and I still thank God every day for what I have and the ability to comprehend right from wrong. I heard many, many times, “Get an education.” I still hear it, and I still preach it. It is so true. Get your education, learn how to read, and learn how to comprehend what you read. It’s that simple. Then you can set out on your own direction. The sky’s the limit. I didn’t do much of that goal setting, wondering, “What if?” I didn’t think I’d be alive long enough to need any education, but then guess what, I’m still alive. Now I wish I had learned. So when this career came up of acting, writing, playing characters, and learning about characters and backstories, wow, did I have a lot to learn! But I learned. And to this day, I continue to learn. I learn from on-the-job training. For example, I was working with a director and writer, and I had to learn writing from trial and error, and it worked. I wrote a Western. Write about what you know. A Hot Bath an’ a Stiff Drink is based on two twin brothers. The King & Nye (what if Elvis were still alive today? I’m a huge Elvis fan) is a comedy full of car chase scenes and real events. Elvis was a prankster and one funny guy, and he could sing. No one even comes close to the Elvis. Then The Blue Crayon, this one hits home. I know a lot of families with special-needs children, and the research of dolphin therapy by the dolphins versus pills made me sick. And of course, I had to put some twists and turns in it about biblical and government theories and also a few aliens here and there. Most of all, these are all documented events, true events. The Blue Crayon really wakes you up as to what the hell we are doing and what we are thinking of. It doesn’t take a brain surgeon to figure out what drives this country—greed and the love of money. Trust me, you are going to love little Gabby Damon. She will win your heart over, and it will make an impact in your life: what she represents, how she handles it, and how kids with special needs will win your hearts over. It’s a great story, and yes, it’s based on actual events. And that’s it. I’m still loving what I do. Thank you very much for your time. TVL.

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VIETNAM—1972

It’s quiet. In fact, it’s just downright eerie quiet. We can see large puffy clouds through a full moonlight. Crickets seem like they are all around us. Standing at the controls of a small twenty-foot flat-bottomed boat is Gary Greason, twenty-five, slender build; he’s in a frogman’s suit. Water slaps upside the boat as it rocks back and forth. Gary impatiently waits as he moves from one side of the boat to the other, overlooking the side. Just then, a frogman flies out of the water and onto the back wooden deck of the boat. He throws his mask off; it’s Benton Roth, twenty-five, dark-haired, preppy college type, slender. He sits on the deck in a rubber suit, hyperventilating as he tries to catch his breath. His face is enveloped with fear, then fright. Gary quickly moves to the back of the boat to help Benton Roth with his gear.

GARY GREASON: What’s it look like?

BENTON ROTH: I don’t like it. Something’s not right.

From the water and flying onto the back deck and landing next to Benton Roth, a gray bottle-nosed dolphin. The dolphin sports a harness that looks like it once held two devices. The dolphin clicks. It’s clearly not a happy click. Off in the distance is a bright glow. One explosion, and then two quick explosions. From our point of view, we can now see the other side of the river as two U-boats burst into flames.

BANG. This bang of a judge’s gavel is so loud it could wake up the dead.

A courtroom is a courtroom, well lit from the ceiling lights. Judge Billingsworth, in his sixties, gray-haired, dressed in his full gear, has that very authoritative look to him that he doesn’t take anything from anyone type of look. He sits on his throne behind his bench with flags on both sides: one a USA flag; the other, if we look close enough or catch it, is a flag of the state of Florida. The judge is clearly pissed.

JUDGE BILLINGSWORTH: I told you two that this will not be, under any circumstances, be brought up in my court. You two were warned of this before we started. I’m not sure what part of this that you two do not understand. This just fries my ass. I should have both of you thrown outta here and held in contempt …

(totally frustrated and pointing)

Right now, in my chambers, now!

The judge slams his gavel down again—BANG!—and abruptly stands and moves off to his right.

It’s a perfectly clear morning just as the sun is coming up on very calm ocean waters. Cutting through the water is a huge cargo ship heading out to sea being escorted by ten to fifteen gray dolphins swimming, jumping in and out of the water having a great time. They too acknowledge the horn’s blast as they click, smiling, playing, and having a great time alongside the ship. As we move toward the mainland, it almost looks like a tropical paradise. The beach is of white sand, and tall palm trees are perfectly lined just beyond the beach.

On the beach, we hear the splish-splash sounds of small rolling waves moving in and then out. Soon, we come upon the prettiest little thing that you’ve ever seen in your lifetime, alone and by herself, Gabrielle, about eight to twelve years old, blond, blue-eyed, dressed in a one piece blue swimsuit. Gabby (for short) is knelt down, with her knees almost submerged in the sand; she slowly moves her hands and little fingers in and out of the sand. Gabby looks a bit lost, maybe even sad, even confused, as she looks out toward the ocean and then looks back down into the sand. A click instantly brings a smile to Gabby’s face as she looks up to reveal a gray bottle-nosed dolphin just a few feet in front of her, just enough so the dolphin doesn’t become beached. The dolphin is dark in color with a few battle scars, a gash here and there, giving us a clue that he’s somewhat of an elder statesman, a wise man, so to speak. Soon, we see another grown dolphin, perhaps a female, along with a smaller young one. Gabby continues to smile from ear to ear. We move right into the black of the dolphin’s eye …

That sound, just like the USS Enterprise moving through space. We get a beautiful look at the amazing sights of planets, the Milky Way, and stars of every size and color that fills our solar system. We move past the bright and most almighty powerful sun you can almost feel the heat as we come that close to it. Moving past and heading toward the moon, coming around the moon, we see one of the most amazing-looking planets mankind has ever seen or known, Earth. We’ve seen this before because astronauts have taken pictures of it a million times over. About 70 percent of the planet is bright blue water, 30 percent land mass as clouds are covering a few areas here and there. As we move closer to Earth, it even becomes even more and more beautiful.

We come across the islands of Hawaii, beaches, waterfalls, waves of the North Shore. Moving east, still on the Pacific Ocean side of the world, we come across amazing ocean-front land, cliffs, rock formations. Then quickly over to the Grand Canyon. Rocky Mountains of Colorado. The plains and farmland of the Midwest. Ozarks in Missouri. The Blue Mountains of Tennessee. Then to the beaches of the Atlantic Ocean. We’re going to head south from here, as we move down the Atlantic side of the United States toward Florida. Still the beauty of the beaches, golf courses, the city of Miami and its skyline are just breathtaking. Let’s keep going south. A few shots of the Caribbean. Down through Cancun, Cozumel. Panning out, we clearly see we’re heading toward South America. Once we get close to the southern part of the continent, the screen shows an overcast night: the haze and fog rolls in.

The silhouette of a rather small mountain range almost seems tucked away in the dense foggy and very overcast night. Through the overcast comes a very bright glow coming down from the sky. This glow hovers at the foot of the mountain range. It soon lands or what we now know what landing is. The glow becomes brighter as a door from this round object opens up. This glow really illuminates the area. Rock formations are all around us; clearly, we are at the bottom of the mountain, not really much else that we can see from here, other than it’s rocky and probably caverns below. As we watch in amazement, seven rather skinny, cone-headed, slant-eyed figures make their way out of this very bright opening door. They do seem to be carrying several small boxes of sorts. They slowly make their way over to what looks like a very large stone, almost a door of sorts, as they effortlessly move this huge piece of rock. Four of these creatures disappear for a rather short period. Three remain standing, and it looks as though they are standing guard but more of investigating type of reactions with short but quick head movements. Shortly, the four appear as they are empty-handed; whatever they had, they left below. They gently but again effortlessly move the huge enormous rock back over the hole and enter back into the round floating object; the light dims from the door closing. The object slowly disappears back into the sky, but the sky is still illuminated from the spacecraft. From behind a rock formation, a man, slender, olive-skinned, wearing some type of shirt and pants, something like the Indians used to wear, leather vest and pants, makes his way over to the rock that the creatures moved. As he looks down, he sees an object the size of a round dinner plate; it has a drawing on it. What we see on this round piece of rock is exactly what we see this man doing. The drawing is of this man looking up as he looks at this spaceship disappearing into the sky. A spaceship as we know of it today. It also has several markings on it,