A Poem by a 12 Year Old Girl

What do I think of?

I think of love.
I think of friendship.
I think of peace.
I think of hope.

I think of stories.
I think of drawings.
I think of books.

I think of the future.
I think of the past.

I think of funny stuff.

But, I don’t like to think about school work.

I wonder what my old friend thinks about.


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The poem was written by my 12 year old daughter today at school, she also drew the picture. It wasn’t an assignment. She had finished her classroom work early and was bored. This is a child with Bipolar Disorder, Pervasive Developmental Disorder (autism), Oppositional Defiant Disorder, and Dysgraphia. She is in sixth grade, but due to her writing disability, her reading ability level is only at a third-fourth grade level. She comprehends at a much higher level than she can read. She loves to draw, write songs, and write poems, especially about the Earth. She loves to dance and perform. She wants to be an environmental scientist when she grows up. She feels strongly about making the world a better place.

She struggles every day due to how her brain is wired. There are more kids like her out there. There are also people out there who think children like her don’t understand the hurtful things being said about them or that they just want attention or that they are bad kids. Due to her developmental delays, she can’t relate to her peers. She is very lonely. All it would take is one person to take that leap and be a friend. Just because a person has a mental illness or a learning disability or is autistic doesn’t make them a bad person. As you can see, my daughter has an amazing mind. There are others out there like her, children and adults. Are you willing to take that chance, become a friend, and discover the brilliant and caring person that is there?