Monday, January 25, 2010

"I Want to Be Like Penny"


I dropped Penny off at school this morning, and a mom of another little girl in her class pulled me aside. "Alli insisted on wearing sunglasses this morning because she wanted to be like Penny."

I turn around and there's Alli (not her real name), in her raincoat and hat and boots, on this gray and dreary day, pulling out her sunglasses because she wants to be like her friend Penny, whose pink spectacles are perched on her nose.

I grinned and said, "That's fabulous," but it took me until I got home and sat down with a cup of tea to realize what had just happened.

Penny, as I've reported before, goes to school in an integrated classroom. Which means that there are eight "typically-developing" children, and five or six kids with "special needs" of some sort or another. Penny is the only child in her class with Down syndrome, the only one who wears glasses. Not long ago, it would have been unthinkable for a child with Down syndrome to be in a classroom with typically developing peers, not to mention unthinkable for that child to sometimes lead the class in reading books out loud or shout out answers to the teacher's questions.

And I have to imagine that not long ago, it would have been unthinkable for another little girl to want to wear glasses just like her friend with Down syndrome. Of course, Alli doesn't think about Penny as her friend with Down syndrome. She just thinks about her as her friend.

I've been told that this--friendship in particular-- will all get harder as Penny gets older. And yet I'm hopeful that the relationships that are forming now, the assumptions being overcome now, will pave the way for possibilities that once seemed impossible. I'm hopeful that years from now, I'll still know kids who want to be like Penny.

For now, I'm content to smile at Alli in her sunglasses in the rain.

8 comments:

Margot said...

YES! How on earth could friendships have any seedling chance of developing when kids were segregated from one another?!

Keep us posted on these signs of the kingdom...

Ellen Painter Dollar said...

Though, as you know, my daughter has a very different diagnosis than yours, I have spent 10 years now waiting for friendships to get harder, waiting for the unquestioned acceptance my daughter has gotten from friends to dissipate as she and her peers get older and they realize my daughter looks different and can't do everything they do. But it hasn't happened yet, and now I really wonder if it ever will. I wonder if by choosing our schools and communities well, by encouraging friendships to blossom with kids who rarely notice and always accept Leah's disability, maybe it won't get harder. Wishful thinking maybe? I hope not, for the sake of all our kids!

Anonymous said...

What a heart-warming reflection. "Signs of the kingdom" is an excellent response, I'll be looking for those today, thanks.

Unknown said...

What a beautiful compliment to your daughter!
I think I would like a pair of pretty pink glasses too!

Mary said...

I'm visiting your blog for the first time (arrived from Bloom) and loved this post. I have a 9 year old with Prader-Willi syndrome and agree with Ellen Painter Dollar that choosing our communities and schools carefully can make a huge difference. My son had friends in preschool and I really thought it would get harder, but as his peers grow in compassion and understanding it has actually gotten easier. It helps that he is at a small school with the same peers year to year. In most ways, he's just one of the 3rd graders...stay hopeful!

Boysnberries' Brambles said...

joy!

Amy Julia Becker said...

Thanks everyone for your encouraging and hopeful comments!

Anonymous said...

amazing and heartwarming story.
Hi! I just found your blog through your guestpost at Bloom.