POV of a Special Girl

    Everyone knows I’m special. Everyone knows I’m different. The moment you will see my face, you can surely tell I’m not the same as everyone else. Everything about me is not inconspicuous. I speak  and act differently, and my face looks younger compared to the people around my age. I maybe like that  but you know what? I get along well with people. I interact with them as everyone else would and I  believe that’s my gift. I am a very sweet and affectionate child. Almost everyone in our place loves me.  Whenever I found someone or something that appears pleasing in my cute eyes, I shower them with compliments.

    My mother is already in her 40s when she conceived me. I have what they call Down Syndrome. Instead of the usual two copies of chromosome 21, I have an extra one copy. Study says that Down Syndrome occurs in around 1 in every 700 pregnancies. Aren’t you amazed by that? My arrival in this world is something very special. My neighbors would often tell my family that I am their lucky charm. Hmmm, I am the one who would bring luck to the family.

    I am already in my 4th year in this world when I learned to walk. I have a very flexible body, just like an octopus. I can easily bend and twitch my knees and arms like a gymnast. Many people adore me because of that. They say I am talented. I think one thing that I am most thankful to my parents is: wherever they go, they always bring me around, and that marks the start of the development of my social skills.


    I have a lot of friends of all ages. I can play with children younger than me, go bike riding and talk about our favorite Korean idol with children of my age, and older people have a great relish of me. I think it is safe to infer why I went to a public elementary school when kids of my kind usually go to a school for special children. Maybe I do not need to go to the latter school because I already feel special because of the love and acceptance they’ve showered on me. Even though I’m different, I've never felt like one. I’ve received a triple amount of love, care, and protection from my family and to those that surrounds me. Even my teachers and the students in my school love me. 

    Yes, I am different, but I am loved by many and I am special because they make me feel like one.

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