Thursday, November 17, 2011

I lost my black pen in Kindergarten, and I found it in Christopher's mouth

Christopher Laurence, people, is this 6-year-old child with autism. He's as thin as a stick and weights only 25kg. He doesn't eat and would need to be watched closely or he'll accidentally drop his food on the floor. The only time he drinks is when he sees his mum appoaching after school hours. He does nothing in school and well, basically keeps singing the same phrase of a song the entire morning. I think he's Sabah/Sawarak mixed. He roams around like nobody's business and loves curling in the curtains. If he can't reach the curtains, he'll stand on chairs or even the table. Well, give him anything, say a duster or ruler, and it'll be covered with saliva. Either that or it'll be in his shirt.

He doesn't talk much, yet yells and shouts in a tone.
During the Graduation Ceremony last Saturday, amazingly, he said
"Daddy, Mummy, I love you. I love dancing Kungfu Panda. THANK YOU."
His mum was in tears.
Although Chris' sentences were unclear, soft and he said it really slow, it touched me a lot.
***Kungfu Panda is a dance for the Kindergarten's concert.

Christopher is heading to a special primary school next year. He's actually a smart kid. All the best.

I hate how all my anger turns into tears without the 'anger' word in less than 2 minutes.

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