A poem written by an IoE student, following a week-long placement in a Swiss Cottage School classroom, as part of ‘What’s Special About Special?’.
Words do not confine me
My diagnosis does not define me
I am not a twitch, a fit, a tick
I am not a bite, a hit, a kick
I am not a set of behaviours to control
I am a person, I have a soul.
Every day I struggle to articulate
The food that I’d like on my plate
I may shout. Scream and shriek
I may say things upon repeat
These words do not convey the message that I long to say
I try to make you comprehend
I just want you to be my friend.
That pen you hold in your hand
Creates a barrier I cannot bend
My story isn’t in the words you write
Everyday a new challenge; a new light.
With your help I’ll take a chance
And little by little gain some independence
With words you people built a wall
Let’s knock it down let’s see it fall.
If you’d look closer then you’d see
We’re not so different you and me
I love to laugh or dance or sing
Your words a such a little thing
So come along and hold my hand
Shoulder to shoulder we will stand
If you would reach across the breach
I’ll try to hear what you teach.