Last night while going through the piles of papers in our house I discovered something that broke my heart. A paper that my daughter had written for her school writing test. The title of it was "If I could be anyone for the day I would be my sister". She went on to state the reasons and each one made me feel so helpless.
I chose to be my sister because she helps my mom. She does kktv, and she is a marvelous singer. I never knew that she could sing that well. I really want to play the violin too, but my mom said that I can't play it. My sister plays the violin. Sometimes I wish that I were taller. My sister is taller than me.
The first thing is that she is excellent at everything that I am good at. I wish that I was wonderful at cheerleading because she will get all my friends. Sometimes I can't believe she is so good at it. It makes me mad at her. Maybe she can teach me the violin. Then I can be good at something too. I can teach my sister the clarinet. So I can be a great sister too. I know some games that she doesn't. Maybe I can teach them to her.
Finally, I'd rather be my sister because she doesn't have autism. She is a better writer than me. I like my sister and I will always like her. Oh I forgot that she is nice.
Reading a glimpse of how she feels about herself and her little sister broke my heart. I will now spring into action to correct that view because I see her doing anything that she puts her mind to and not just doing it well, but doing it with all her heart. Each one of my kids is a blessing and I love them equally. Would not like to have them all be the same.
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