There's a secret I keep that nobody can physically see.
Not many could guess that I have a learning disability.
The things that you teach don't stick too well.
It's not that I am not trying or listening, most things learned will start to dispel.
I am good at some stuff like beauty and art.
Having a disability doesn't mean you're not smart.
Don't come to me when it comes down to math and direction.
Those are a few subjects my brain won't make a connection.
It's not easy living in this world with what I got.
Others see me as normal, but too dense to be taught.
It's not like it's a big mole on my face that everyone can see.
It takes a lot of bravery to live as an adult with a disability.
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Author:
Felicity Jones (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: November 11th, 2019 07:01
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
A fine write Felicity.
Your bravery echos in every word. Many people in the world are so ignorant about those with disabilities which is awful.
You may not be able to do some things but remember everybody is ignorant about different subjects.
You are blessed with your art and words so ignore those who do not care and do what you do in the delightful way you have written these words.
Andy.
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