disclaimer: (i'm writing alot of these lately) most children who have speech/hearing impediments have loving and devoted parents, who give them every care and concern that they can afford, in both time and effort. keyword: *most* this is just my own personal opinion.
i just wanted to jot this down, to hang onto this feeling, so that in the years ahead of me, if i ever question why i'm in my profession, i can always have this to remind myself:
i'm in this for the children. the children who are lost, with parents who are so bitter that they have hearing/speech impaired kids, they forget that their kids are just that, kids. they have futures, bright ones, and they deserve every love. these kids are the ones who have a unique view of the world, and we shouldn't erode that, to make them fit into ours. their world is a beautiful one, mature in it's understand of people, places, and their own situation. we think that they are happy because they cannot comprehend what's wrong with them. they know that the only way to be happy, is not not let it affect them. we shouldn't make them envy our world of hearing, with it's many inflexible cookie cutter moulds. we should learn to enjoy for them the joy of life and living, it is the profound secret that seperates us from them.
'kids don't think "what's wrong with me?", they think "what's wrong?" '
and i do this for the people who come, who touch me with their strenght and beauty, inside a world that we see as flawed, to them, it is the only world they know. and it's the only world they want. they don't wanna be a second class citizen of a world that we think they should be dragged into just because it is different. they want, and deserve, to have their world recognised, accepted and embraced. they deserve love. i want to love them.
'there is no silence in the absence of sound, only in the absence of understanding'
i am here to love the people, and to heal them, not of their disabilities, but of the hurt that they have suffered in the hand of those who do not understand. i'm here to serve.
i pray that i never forget that.
i just wanted to jot this down, to hang onto this feeling, so that in the years ahead of me, if i ever question why i'm in my profession, i can always have this to remind myself:
i'm in this for the children. the children who are lost, with parents who are so bitter that they have hearing/speech impaired kids, they forget that their kids are just that, kids. they have futures, bright ones, and they deserve every love. these kids are the ones who have a unique view of the world, and we shouldn't erode that, to make them fit into ours. their world is a beautiful one, mature in it's understand of people, places, and their own situation. we think that they are happy because they cannot comprehend what's wrong with them. they know that the only way to be happy, is not not let it affect them. we shouldn't make them envy our world of hearing, with it's many inflexible cookie cutter moulds. we should learn to enjoy for them the joy of life and living, it is the profound secret that seperates us from them.
'kids don't think "what's wrong with me?", they think "what's wrong?" '
and i do this for the people who come, who touch me with their strenght and beauty, inside a world that we see as flawed, to them, it is the only world they know. and it's the only world they want. they don't wanna be a second class citizen of a world that we think they should be dragged into just because it is different. they want, and deserve, to have their world recognised, accepted and embraced. they deserve love. i want to love them.
'there is no silence in the absence of sound, only in the absence of understanding'
i am here to love the people, and to heal them, not of their disabilities, but of the hurt that they have suffered in the hand of those who do not understand. i'm here to serve.
i pray that i never forget that.
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