Autism, a Robber in Broad Daylight
How do you feel when it's dark all day
How do you see if nothing lights your way
How do you do your chores
How do you cook and clean
Tell me, how, in the absence of the sun
Will you see at night when the moon is gone
Will the stars above have that enough shine
Will the owls, the fox, or the dog can dance
Will the cat, the cow or the rat can run
Tell me, if you can see shadows in the dark
Why does a child can't read or write
Why does a boy can't play with a ball
Why does a girl can't play with a doll
Why do some kids can't ride a two wheel bike
Tell me, why, some children can't understand
Do you sing and dance with them
Do you smile and laugh with them
Do you do their jobs for them
Do you, can you, tell them what to do
Tell me how to open up a tight igloo
Autism, with that mind altering bug
Robbing a child's intelligence once
Permanently erasing memory lane
No sun, no mornings, no moon, no dreams...
michael, my special boy do not even know what a door, "window" or TV meant. he has no interest in such things...but there is a consolation, he knows how to swim like a fish better than you and me :)
and did you know that my special son taught me the most important lessons about life than anyone could ever do. first i learned to be humble and thankful with what i have in this life. looking at him everyday i am reminded about the gift of being a normal person, my gift of speech, michael cannot speak except for mama and for that alone i am thankful. now i am more compassionate to families with the same predicament like i have. it is true that you won't know how a person feels not unless you are in their shoes. i learned how to be sensitive to other people's feelings, most of the time, i admit :) i learned to be more prayerful and to rely on my faith for strength to carry on with life of abnormality because i am different, i have a special, retarded, autistic child...but most importantly i learned that mentally challenged people are human beings as well. they need love and care and being a part of their lives is a gift and a chance to serve God in this life...St. Michael is the angel that protects the kingdom of God from the devil...and may i say that in our household, the devil is always on the look out for we have Michael :) though the real lesson here is how life's trials turned me into a better person...although that is just the tip of the iceberg here so to speak. with or without life's tribulations, life has limits, in seconds or in one hundred years this if we are blessed enough. this knowledge alone that we won't be here in this life forever is itself an incentive to act reasonably better or be a much nicer human being. we don't even need to be a genius to figure that out. but as usual what do we do? we make other people's lives miserable and difficult as if there are not enough burdens that these people have to bear or carry in their shoulders already, just my keen observation...nobody is perfect, except God. you might have been blessed financially, born without defect, granted some very exceptional talent that you can't take with you when you die... but these do not give you the right to speak, use your God given talent to oppress your fellow men...my take :) ...just something to keep in mind as we live our borrowed lives in this ever changing but beautiful planet earth :)
last night at work a co-worker was worried about having wrinkles but i told her that i will trade lots of wrinkles for a miracle making michael a normal child...i'm always told that i am aging gracefully, laughs. well, maybe because of the special climate here, or the camera is kind, or they are blind...(^&*)...i want to live for more than a century because of michael or else i've lived enough. i have experienced a lot in life already and i'm convinced that i am truly blessed. it started with an image of our mother of perpetual help when i was young at my side of the wall in our humble abode then. i was always helped, looked at, spared, saved at pinagpala since the very beginning so i can not ask for more... but no i am asking now that i will win the lotto, not for me but for all the down throddens in this world that i could touch with that much money. it will pretty sure makes my life busier, more colorful, more happier and more fulfilled...will this happen, only God knows but there is always nothing wrong with having hope...(^_~)...my life won't be just a ride to nowhere if ever...plus i will stop blogging by then :> as if anybody cared. but i knew no one does...
