Beautiful People
"I love you Heather, don't leave," were the most touching words I have ever heard come out of a four-year olds mouth. During my freshmen year in high school my friends and I were at our usual hang out, the mall, one Saturday afternoon. As I was standing in line at the food court, I noticed a young mentally retarded child standing with her parents a few lines over. Many things ran through my mind when noticing this beautiful child. She had no idea she was different. I bet she was just happy to be there like a normal person at the food court. Where everyone else was complaining about the food prices and the long lines, she stood there smiling just happy to be there, happy that her parents thought she was finally ready for a trip to the mall.
My group was there for a total of 3 days. At the end of my third day he knew I had to go and was probably never going to see me again. Among them were going to different soup kitchens, Habitat for Humanity, and an ARC Camp. Don't people understand that even though she is different, she's the same? Don't people see that person, the person underneath the handicap? That beautiful, innocent shining soul that's dying to know what she did wrong to earn all those stares is what made me realized I wanted to become involved and make a difference in someone's life. I set a goal for myself, which was to go there and make a difference in someone's life. It made me feel so good about myself. There was no hesitation in my mind on which project I wanted to do. ld feel the stares from people in all directions, looking at this child. Each day when I arrived to the camp I saw his eyes fill with joy. When we first got to the camp we were assigned to be with a camp counselor and their group of children. Of course I want to go to the ARC camp. He handed me a fake rose gave me a hug and said, "I love you Heather, don't leave" That's when a tear came rolling down my face. I had made such a great impact on this little boy's life in just three days of playing with him.
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