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Topic: " How would it be? "

By:Niki

How would it be...

If you couldn't swat a mosquito

If you couldn't brush away a fly

If you couldn't scratch an itch

If you couldn't say that you were hungry

If you couldn't choose what you wanted to eat

If you couldn't pick your clothes

If you couldn't say that you needed to go to the toilet

If you couldn't tell anybody that you felt sick

If you couldn't show them where it hurt

If you couldn't tell anybody how you got those bruises

If you couldn't wipe away the dribble from your chin

If you couldn't turn on the TV

If you couldn't tell someone to go away

If you couldn't thank someone for a good day

If you couldn't go out with your friends

If you couldn't read a book

If you couldn't do your favourite things because they weren't age appropriate

If you couldn't tell somebody that you love them

How would it be if the only way you could communicate sad, hurt or bored was to cry, and everyone gets annoyed and ignores you?

How would it be?

Think about it.

This is my sister's world. Please take care of her. Give her love and dignity. Respect her rights. Wipe away the dribble. It could have been you.

The way that you have conveyed your sister's world to the reader is very clever. It is funny how sometimes it takes putting ourselves into another's reality for us to really comprehend what it would be like, and for us to be compassionate instead of frustrated.

Thankyou for sharing your story, I work at a kindergarten and when I get frustrated, I have to remember that the children don't have all the years of experience and living that I've had....it helps me put my frustration in perspective.....your story allowed me to access your sister's experience in a similar way, to reach greater understanding and compassion...cheers and best wishes for your future, louise

I'm so very proud of you and thank you for all we have shared together.

You continue to teach and inspire me.

 Thank you for the shared  concern, respect love and laughter.

Keep shouting - Young Carers Voices need to be listened to, respected, responded to and celebrated.

Meg