Wednesday child
Today we look at the child with learning disability,or special needs, see
spot run. The mentally retarded, the dyslectic, the physically
impaired, the ADHD’s, that live an impaired life. They are not like you and me.
Now, wait a minute I am a learning
disable person, I am dyslectic.
When I was
in the third grade I was labeled as a mentally retarded. A slow reader, I could
not read aloud, and who could not spell, my coordination at sports was not as
good as kids my own age. Looking at me you cannot tell there is a problem there
was no label stamp on my forehead. I was
put I a special education class with the mentally retarded, and the downs kids.
The other kids, the ones that were normal, would tease and made fun of me and
us. Teachers would harassed and shamed me for not being able to spell or read
aloud well in front of the class. Its seem
to me today and back then that the school system would brand any child they can
as being a special needs child to get the extra funding for the school. Now you
tell me about reading this sentence “see spot run” from the Dick and Jane series
of readers. To me that was the dumbest sentence to read and embarrassing to say
out loud. The People I know just don’t talk the way. In My mind I could see my calf
name spot, but in the story spot was a dog. My mind would wander around to
other things trying to find a better way of saying and to make cents of “see
spot run”.
In my special Ed class there was a girl by the name of Maria
she was of Spanish heritage and did not read or speak English. She had a hard
time with the other kids and her only problem was that she did not speak English
and at home they spoke Spanish. The so-called normal kids call her names and
made fun of her. She was not a learning disable person but was treated like one by the school and the so-called normal kids.
I had not seen her since high school, but I was pleased to meet
up with her again a few years ago. She was working at the same place I was. There was something that was funny happen
there. Maria was very upset with another worker there. It seen that this other
gal was a little stuck up at least that what Maria thought. She had tried to make friends with the other gal and was trying to talk to here in Spanish. The problem was that the girl was from Peru
and actually spoke portages. The languages
are similar but not the same. Once I pointed that out to Maria things got
better and they became good friends.
What I am trying to say here is, taking the time to
understand the other person. Find out how they have to do the things that you
take for normal. See spot run. I have
come to believe that the learning disable are the ones, the so-called normal
people that cannot understand what the challenges is for the handicapped, and
learn to celebrate them for their efforts’.
Mike Print has written a post on this and it is a very good
read. Please take a click-walk over there and read his story. http://mikegprint.wordpress.com/2011/10/11/dont-forget-those-with-mental-illnesses/
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Thank you for stopping by and may God bless you this day.
8 comments:
Wonderful post Roy. You nailed it with this one. Paying attention and learning
what you can do to assist would be a correct response.
I am moved!
-PORTIA
Nice post again.
Great post and thanks for the link :-)
Hi Roy! I really can appreciate your post. I've been working with the developmentally delayed very closely for five years now. They have all the same needs that normal people have and have every right to have those needs met.
Beautiful post my man!
Great post.. They are part of the bigger picture. They teach us a lot more than we could ever learn from the likes of us
As i associate so strongly to this subject, i have to say you really have put forward a fantastic message on this one. We all should learn to celebrate the effort other put in to life
God bless you Roy for sharing about that. If more people had that kind of open honesty the world would be a much better place! As you know from my blogs, my passion is trying to help adults with mental illnesses and disabilities, and many adults go through the same things in a different way. I just found out yesterday that I have ADHD at 49 years old-isn't that wild?
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