Thursday, February 20, 2014

Affirmations of Friendship



I worry about the quality and validity of friendships for Samantha.  A part of me still expects that she'll have the typical friendships with her typical peers that they have amongst themselves, but the reasonable, rational side of me knows that the older she gets, the less realistic that vision can be.  All you folks out there who think otherwise and think I'm selling my kid with an intellectual disability short?  Well, I'm just willing to bet that you have children who are considerably younger than Sammi, who have not yet hit that concrete dividing line between the conversations and activities shared by those typical peers and the conversations and activities that my daughter is involved in.  There's a world of difference. 

At this point, Samantha is mostly unaffected by it.  Her self-awareness is growing, but she's still young and immature enough to not really notice it too much.  Or, if she does, she does a good job of hiding it.  Sometimes I can see a slight, subtle shift in her posture, a shadow that floats unsteadily behind her eyes, an extra intensity to the anxious, habitual finger crossing that replaced the hair-twirling some months back, all betraying her true feelings of insecurity when I ask her about her activities with her friends at school.

And so I worry.

It's my job.

And, just when I'm about to read so much more into something that may be nothing, I find affirmations in the writings of her classmates that tell me otherwise.  Obligatory though they may be, a genuine sentiment hovers around them, moving between the words and sentences like a shimmery ribbon of peace and love.  A whispering, glowing halo that blinds me and brings tears to my eyes with its beauty.

Her beauty.

And before I get crushed beneath an even greater tangle of flowery metaphor than I've already woven, I should explain.

Samantha was recently the Star Student of the Week.  Sure, it's pre-determined which student will have the honor each week throughout the school year, but it's a nice opportunity for the children to learn a bit more about each other, to see what kinds of things are important to each other, and to ask questions.  And while Samantha refused to participate (she claims she was too shy), her teacher picked up the slack, fashioned her own hair into braids, and stood at the front of the class to present as Samantha's proxy, with a little help from Sammi's aide, who knows Samantha better than pretty much anyone there.  And afterwards, each student wrote a letter to Samantha, bound into a sturdy booklet to be treasured forever, a book that Samantha reads every day.

The letters, while they followed a general format ("Dear Sammi, You are an awesome Star Student because..."), and while they mentioned something that they had learned about her during the presentation ("I like cats, too...I like to read Fancy Nancy, too...etc."), some of them really dug deeper, expressing real interest, real caring, real friendship.

"You are my best, best friend.  Can we have a playdate soon?

"You are so nice.  I'm glad we are friends."

They didn't have to write those things. 

They wrote them because they wanted to.

I credit the fact that the school allowed the showing of the Down Syndrome Guild of Greater Kansas City's amazing video, Just Like You (which makes me cry every time I watch it, btw) to her class during lessons on diversity last fall with the way her classmates have embraced her.  I think that clarity in understanding a little more about Down syndrome and how it shapes Samantha has, in turn, shaped them.  I'm still pushing to have it shown to the whole school some time soon - I'll be recommending March 21st, World Down Syndrome Day.  I would take great comfort in knowing that a larger population of students than just her current class would also discover that clarity and carry it with them into the world.

A world that, day by day, hugs my daughter tighter, and accepts her for who she is.

5 comments:

Michelle said...

I love those notes from classmates! I have a post on friendship sitting in my drafts along the same lines as how you started this post. Looks like we've both been thinking of the same things!

wendy said...

Your post brought tears to my eyes. I have thought about this numerous times.

Linda Atwell said...

Awwww. You know I love your girl. And I would be her friend. But I think you are wise to recognize that the older the kids get, the gap may widen. It has taken me years and years (and maybe I still struggle with this issue and my girl will be 34 this year). She doesn't have friends. They are too much work for her. She wants everything to be about her (I don't think Sammi is like this at all), and I tried, I tried, I really, really, really tried to teach Lindsey to be a friend. She doesn't want to. She isolates herself so much I worry. She has Nick. And Nick seems to be enough for Lindsey. But Lindsey isn't enough for Nick. He does have one friend. Unfortunately, I'm not sure how healthy these friendships are, i.e. the people who want to be his friend may have some emotional issues. In other words, some of the people who seem to want to befriend these two are not upstanding citizens. And again, I worry. I could go on and on. Enjoy these friend moments now. I hope they last. Each kid is different, so friendship may turn out to be as important for Sammi as it is for you. It hasn't worked out that way for Lindsey. And that makes me sad.

Unknown said...

Becca, I adore this post. But I want you to read this one (you might have already done so) because Michelle is going through something so similar to what you are experiencing. http://mdbeau.blogspot.com/2013/12/letter-to-my-daughter.html

Her little one is also experiencing friends for the first time and I think I know what post she is referring to in her drafts but this post above is kind of a prequel to it.

Rochelle said...

LOVE that the kids embrace her. I wish all kids didn't grow out of their preschool behavior of loving everyone and not seeing differences!

I am sure we will be in your boat all too soon!