There is one thing teaching disabled (TD?) kids have in common. They don't do "school". School is a factory, made for factories. They don't fit the mold.
They march to the sound of a different drummer...sometimes alone
sometimes you find some brothers who march to the same beat...and you're not alone anymore!
Teaching Disabled (TM?) kid's gifts are always well hidden.
Sometimes, EVEN from themselves!!
Teaching Disabled kids are, always, without a doubt, thought to be crazy. Not sometimes, but ALWAYS. They HAVE to believe in themselves, because no one else will
Teaching Disabled(TM?) kids must always look upon authority with a jaded eye
South
East
West
Up
Down...AND
sometimes you find some brothers who march to the same beat...and you're not alone anymore!
Teaching Disabled (TM?) kid's gifts are always well hidden.
Sometimes, EVEN from themselves!!
Teaching Disabled kids are, always, without a doubt, thought to be crazy. Not sometimes, but ALWAYS. They HAVE to believe in themselves, because no one else will
Teaching Disabled(TM?) kids must always look upon authority with a jaded eye
For true respect is earned...no handed over blindly to those of supposed authority.
As another Teaching Disabled (TM?) man says
...."If a rhinocerous were to enter this restaurant now, there is no denying he would have great power here. But I should be the first to rise and assure him that he had no authority whatsoever." ~G.K. Chesterton
Some people will not even want to address you. They will find you ugly.
Remind them of what the wise old woman told us.
If people don't like me, they can look 7 other ways...
north
East
Up
ALL AROUND!
1 comment:
Very poetic way of writing. I like it.
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