I have just been sent this poem by my mum that she dug out from her computer, as I promised to show it to somebody here. It was written by my dd1 when she was ten (now 13), and I thought that some of you might like to share it.
My little sister doesnt play with toys, She cant talk either, and only makes a noise. When she plays in the garden she likes to throw her shoes, Over the neighbours wall or wherever she may choose. Sometimes it seems she doesnt understand, Like she is a special princess, of her own private land. We dont know what goes on inside, Unless she lets us know with a cry or smile so wide. My little sister is autistic; her ways may seem quite weird, The world for her is different, sometimes something to be feared. When she is scared she holds my hand tight, but I can make her laugh, I play games, give her cuddles and tickles in the bath. Her hair is red like flames, her eyes dark brown and bright, She doesnt know she is pretty or care if her clothes arent right. All her family love her, though she drives us mad, Still, she is the best sister I could ever have had.
I am really proud of her- she is very patient and loving with her most of the time. I think it's a positive thing that can sometimes be overlooked when you are getting your head round having a child with SN- sometimes everybody around them can rise to the challenge and develop qualities that they otherwise might not have. I may be a bit sentimental, having seen that poem again for the first time in ages, but when people talk about those with SN as contributing nothing to society, they are so very wrong.
A lovely poem what a lovely big sister your dd has. I agree with you about SN giving siblings extra qualities. My oldest three are fantastic and have special qualities recognised by others that meet them.I have been told more than once that they are remarkable children. I can't even take any credit because if I'm honest they have been pretty much sidelined by the needs of the younger two. However they are mature, compassionate, resillient, adaptable, patient and tolerant as a consequence.
I remember last year when we were talking about dd's issues with DS,and why she was different to her peers.
He looked at me and said "Never mind,mummy,she might do funny things,but she is my sister and I love her.When shes bigger and I get a house she might want to come and live with me and I can look after her"