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Wednesday, September 28, 2011

lot of Wednesday child

Wednesday’s child
This is a new feature here. I will be posting every Wednesday. Here is an old poem sometimes referred to as Monday’s child, but I have not found the original source or Arthur or title.

Monday's child is fair of face
Tuesday's child is full of grace,
Wednesday's child is full of woe,
Thursday's child has far to go,
Friday's child is loving and giving,
Saturday's child works hard for a living,
But the child who is born on the Sabbath Day
Is bonny and blithe and good all the day.
As you may note that Wednesday’s child is full of woe. There are far too many children that fit this Wednesday child category. Some are dying of hunger, some are abused, and some are orphaned. There are those who were born with Down syndrome, or Autism, or ADHD/ADD or some other form impediment to life like being deaf or blind.  A hundred years ago these children were lockup in asylums or orphanages some were sold to do jobs not fit for any beast of burden or safe. Thank god that has change in most of the world.

I have a questions here you may not like. Are you an abuser of the handicap? Hopefully you can say no. but some time we are. When we see a child with one or more of these problems do you say behind their back poor child or isn’t that child horrible, or make fun of the way they have to do things. Or maybe you say to yourself “I gave two buck to some charity to help that kind of person, they should not let them out in public.”

If you had to say yes to some of this I am praying for you that you never have to walk in their shoes. What I would ask is that to give them a smile and a cheerful welcome and help them in any way you can. It may take a minute out of your day but it will add years to the wellbeing of your soul and who knows you may find a friend. 

The world of the deaf is a dangerous and scary place. I am posting the link to Mary Hudak-Collins post of Tuesday this week. Watch the video read her story. If you have not been to her site.  Do yourself a favor and do it.
Next week I will be posting a story of one of the many young people who live with these deficits. If you would like post a Wednesday Child story on your site and let me know I will link to yours. Maybe we can make the world a better place for all of us by telling their story.

Here are my picks for today:

Thank you for coming by and give these fine folks a visit tell them I sent you. God bless.  



Corinne Rodrigues said...

What a different perspective on 'abuse', Roy. Yes, we often underestimate the beauty, grace and sheer joy of children who are differently abled.

Mary's post was really worth a mention. Very moving.

JIM said...

Great post Roy..For many years I worked with the developmentally delayed and know first hand how, when given a little support, they can do so much to contribute. The handicapped are just like the non.. some are wonderful people who you want to spend time with some not so much BUT that is the point!! They are people just like all the others . Besides most of us have a handicap thats why we have glasses, hearing aids, canes, ect!!

Roy Durham said...

well Jim i have glass, hearing aids and a cane but i don't think of them as a handicaps but tools to get the job done.

Tameka said...

All children need love and positive attention in order to grow. I learned through a workshop a few years ago that we are all TAP's. Temporarily Able Bodied. Anything can happen to any of us at any given time or place to change our state of being. Thanks for writing about this topic Roy. We really need to see past the physical and be more kind to one another. Especially to children.

Debra said...

I used to work with “disadvantaged” children. The moment I walked into the classroom at Vinson-Bynum school and saw the assortment of multiple-handicapped children, my emotions got the best of me. One of the assistants, Elaine, approached me to console. What brought on the unbidden tears was the stout boy with the pimpled face who tried in earnest to communicate with me but could only grunt and point.

Then there was sweet little Tienna, the epileptic girl who resembled Darla on The Little Rascals. And poor Suzie with pigtails, crippled for life by cerebral palsy, all curled up in her wheelchair. There was the legally blind lad named Greg wearing coke bottle glasses. And the autistic child called Boots who constantly rocked back and forth, fiddling with a piece of string on the floor, or whatever strewn, stray objects caught his eye. The Down Syndromes were the most hugging and huggable souls I’ve ever met.

Thank you for this most meaningful message Roy. Bless you dear friend.

Anonymous said...

Happily, I was able to pass your test. Anyone who has come across children with so called disabilities may recognize that they have many strengths that those of use who are "healthy" can only dream about. Good luck with your new Wednesday feature. It's a sobering topic. Just as an FYI, I was born on a Wednesday.

EstherBelle said...

Beautiful post, Roy. I am blessed to be the mother of a special child-the most amazing person I have ever met. Thank you.

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