Oh, so typical

First day of school 1st grade

This morning, on the way to school, we ran into Wil’s friend Seeger.

She took his hand, and they walked into school together as she chatted him up about all sorts of things, like how her Grandma’s dog just died, but she lived a few days longer than she was supposed to, and how the shoes she’s wearing give her blisters if she doesn’t wear socks, and oh, watch out, Wil, there is some dog poop on the sidewalk, and how she stepped in dog poop once and now her shoes are in the dump.

Typical 6-year-old kid conversation.

So, if this is so typical, why am I sitting here typing this story through the blur of happy tears?

Because my son is not a typical 6-year-old, and for that matter, neither is Seeger.

The reason my son is not typical, is because he has 47 chromosomes, while all the other 6 year olds in his classroom have 46.

The reason Seeger is not typical, is because most of the kids in their classroom don’t talk to him like this.

It’s not that his classmates aren’t friendly with him, quite the opposite. They love to hug him, play with him and help him, but very few talk to him like they talk to their other 6-year-old friends.

I understand the reasons. He simply doesn’t have the capacity yet to respond to their conversation and questions like many of his peers do. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t fully comprehend what is being said to him and enjoy the camaraderie any less.

In fact, the more he is spoken to in a typical fashion, the sooner he will develop the ability to do the same.

But, 6-year-old kids don’t think this way and I don’t expect them to.

And this is why I find that Seeger is so extraordinary in her typical ways with Wil.

It’s not that Seeger doesn’t know Wil has Down syndrome and recognize his differences. She just doesn’t care. He’s her friend, and so she treats him as she would any other friend.

So, as I watched them walk off to class, two 6-year-old friends, backpacks slung over their shoulders, walking hand in hand, heads bent down in conversation, I couldn’t help but shed a happy tear over the typicalness of it.

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5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. Linda
    Sep 17, 2013 @ 18:00:29

    Written by a new friend of mine – Great Job, Christie!

    Reply

  2. Cheryl @ Stop The Stigma
    Oct 12, 2013 @ 16:26:12

    Reblogged this on Stop the Stigma with Cher Shares and commented:
    Lovely post and would make anyone cry happy tears:)

    Reply

  3. Tracesofthesoul
    Oct 12, 2013 @ 18:36:46

    Reblogged this on Traces of the Soul.

    Reply

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