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  • A Walk in my shoes (Autism)

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    4 posts, 4 voices, 3799 views, started Dec 14, 2009

    Posted on Monday, December 14, 2009


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      A Walk in My Shoes

      C. Waeltermann, 2007

      Twas the Night Before Christmas
      And all through the house
      The creatures were stirring
      Yes, even the mouse

      We tried melatonin
      And gave a hot bath
      But the holiday jitters
      They always distract

      The children were finally
      All nestled in bed
      When nightmares of terror
      Ran through my OWN head

      Did I get the right gift
      The right color
      And style
      Would there be a tantrum
      Or even, maybe, a smile?

      Our relatives come
      But they don't understand
      The pleasure he gets
      Just from flapping his hands.

      "He needs discipline," they say
      "Just a well-needed smack,
      You must learn to parent.."
      And on goes the attack

      We smile and nod
      Because we know deep inside
      The argument is moot
      Let them all take a side

      We know what it's like
      To live with the spectrum
      The struggles and triumphs
      Achievements, regressions....

      But what they don't know
      And what they don't see
      Is the joy that we feel
      Over simplicity

      He said "hello"
      He ate something green!
      He told his first lie!
      He did not cause a scene!

      He peed on the potty
      Who cares if he's ten,
      He stopped saying the same thing
      Again and again!

      Others don't realize
      Just how we can cope
      How we bravely hang on
      At the end of our rope

      But what they don't see
      Is the joy we can't hide
      When our children with autism
      Make the tiniest stride

      We may look at others
      Without the problems we face
      With jealousy, hatred
      Or even distaste,

      But what they don't know
      Nor sometimes do we
      Is that children with autism
      Bring simplicity.

      We don't get excited
      Over expensive things
      We jump for joy
      With the progress work brings

      Children with autism
      Try hard every day
      That they make us proud
      More than words can say.

      They work even harder
      Than you or I
      To achieve something small
      To reach a star in the sky

      So to those who don't get it
      Or can't get a clue
      Take a walk in my shoes
      And I'll assure you...

      That even 10 minutes
      Into the walk
      You'll look at me
      With the respect, even shock.

      You will realize
      What it is I go through
      And the next time you judge
      I can assure you
      That you won't say a thing
      You'll be quiet and learn,
      Like the years that I did
      When the tables were turned.

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