Someday, I hope I get to meet Angela, who has written this beautiful piece about our family friend, Molly.....
She is the first reason
in 23 years
that I've ever had to wake up with the sun.
And her magic number is 21.
Born with an extra chromosome,
Molly is a miracle.
She loves musicals, math problems,
and literally refers to EVERY book she sees as her 'favorite'
Molly colors the world.
On ordinary days,
She reminds me to sing songs that aren't playing
And see things that aren't there.
At least, that is... to jaded eyes and ears like ours.
See, Molly has a gift:
She lives as if no one is watching.
A true freedom.
She lacks an ego,
Operates solely on love,
and doesn't respond well to anger.
She is hello hugs,
and occasional slaps on the butt.
She is random questions
no; I mean REALLY random
(She once asked me what time Jesus was born)
She is beautiful compliments and peculiar observations.
Molly is bright purple boots, knee high socks, and umbrellas when its not raining.
She is cafeteria salads topped with,
of all things,
She is chocolate milk.
Together, we are anything but 'disabled'
We are silly.
and it is not uncommon for both of us to laugh uncontrollably
when someone makes fart noises in the classroom.
I try to be an adult;
But it is hard when she makes the musings of childhood
seem so much more appealing.
We chase 'bad guys' around the track during gym,
and break into show tunes in the hallway,
and whenever she decides to
I let that girl dance.
because she is preserving my silly...
AND developing my patience.
Not every day is a bowl of cherries,
See, Molly likes to sass me from time to time.
She has an attitude that rivals my own,
and is not afraid to tell me,
to "Get out of her face"
She is charming,
but some days she gets frustrated.
Not because she cannot communicate her thoughts,
but because we don't always speak her language.
I guess the only "down" to the syndrome
is that everyone else can't seem to catch up.
There is nothing 'disabled' about her.
The problem is with us;
see, the world likes to taint the beautiful with its "normal"
But Molly is a musical when the world is silent.
One of the goals of her education plan,
Is to become more "well-adjusted"
And I can't help but ask "...to what?"
Molly is so many things that 'normal' is not
and because of that
I've yet to watch her interact with someone
who doesn't immediately fall in love.
She makes every day happenings anything but.
Once, at fifth period,
Molly was working on her times tables,
and I was taking notes...when in her loudest voice, with a smile on her face,
completely out of nowhere,
"Teach me how to fly!!"
..and after we laughed it off,
I picked her pencil up off the floor and said:
"ME teach YOU..?! Girl please,
you're the one with the wings...
now get back to work."