World Down Syndrome Day is tomorrow (3/21). What a difference two years makes! There was a call for posts from the International Down Syndrome Coalition to write about: Who Am I?
Here is my response:
I am not what you think I am at first look.
My size, my eyes, my unintelligible cries;
They confuse you, make you sympathize.
But I’m telling you, I’m not what you think I am at first look.
There is a mystery to you of who I am.
Your outside stares, glares and whispered snares;
That’s not on me, it’s theirs.
But I know there is a mystery to you of who I am.
I am not what you think I am at first look.
My fingers, my toes, my flat-bridged nose;
They bewilder you, make you pose.
Believe me, I am not what you think I am at first look.
There is a judgment from you of who I am.
Paint your little box, stocked with rocks;
Ready to throw out, head cocked.
I feel the judgment from you of who I am.
I am not what you think I am at first look.
My strength, my joy, my place in this world.
Ha Ha! I might just have you foiled.
Maybe you know, I am not what you think I am at first look.
There is a part of me
That you just cannot see
Simply by looking.
For who am I?
I am the strength you wished for,
[The determination that only comes from the heart.]
I am the unbridled joy you wished for,
[The love that only comes from the soul.]
I am more than my boundaries;
I am more than numbers.
I am more.
More than you knew you wished for.
I am not what you think I am at first look.
My size, my eyes, my “mama” cries;
They now fill you; I’m your little prize.
I told you, I’m not what you think I am at first look.
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