I hear people every day say "retarded" like it's a bad thing. Have you ever met an actually retarded person? I think if you had, you would hate yourself for ever saying anything bad about them.
There's a boy at my school who is one of the special-ed kids. He's the sweetest person you could ever meet. Whenever he sees girls walking in the hall, he always stops and says "Good morning ladies" and lets us pass. He also waited to hold a door open for me one time when I was so far behind him, I wouldn't have even held it open for someone if that had been me.
Alan, one of my second or third cousins (I'm not sure which) is, I think, about 40 years old and has the mind of a seven year old. At a family reunion, we were having a watermelon eating contest for all the kids and my mom asked Alan if he wanted to try, but he got shy and said no. Then when we started, he asked my mom, in a shy voice if he could have some watermelon. It was just about the sweetest thing I've ever seen.
I get so close to punching someone right in the face when I'm walking in the halls and everyone tries to avoid getting anywhere close to the special-ed kids. They didn't choose to be like that. They never asked to be different. They never wanted you to find them disgusting, and they aren't disgusting. You are for being so freaking imature.
Sorry for ranting, but I feel like this message really needs to be out there. Your thoughts or stories in comments?
Always,
Abby Noel