My youngest sister, Maria, has Down's Syndrome. She is the kindest and most loving person I know. She is the kind of person who, when happy, will make your day, and when sad will break your heart. She has made the entire family's life a whole lot better. That is not to say that living with a Down's Syndrome person isn't a bed of roses. I know my parents have and will continue to make great sacrifices for her.
On the front page of the New York Times today there was a very moving story about parents of Down's childrens. These parents are trying to help better inform doctors and pregnants women who have had prenatal diagnoisis for Downs. Because the age for the prenatal testing has been loosened these parents believe that the numbers of Down's people will not only drop but will lead to worse lives for the people with it already here.
I really don't know how I feel about all of this right now. It is a very emotional and personal subject. The story in the Time almost had me almost in tears. I love my sister and I personally have a disability, so I do not want people like my sister or myself to be discrimintaed against (more) becasue there are less and less of us. I mean, if the doctors ar presenting the Syndrome only in a negative light and are recomending abortions most of the time isn't that kind of eugenics? Isn't trying to eleiminate people that aren't "the norm"?
My lilttle sister iz weird! But I love her. She's not my real sister but we call eachother that! I also love my mom(not really my mom)! I'm ok w/ my bro.(not really my bro. cuz I'm an only child) but he gets on my nerves and I get on his.
This is for my sister Vida, it's her birthday and I always forget. Happy Birthday!!!!
My sister Vida is wonderfully warm, incredibly giving and loving to a fault, and I'm so lucky and happy to have her as my sister. Her name, Vida, in spanish, means "life", and she is full of life. There's never a dull moment around her. She's the life of the party, the belle of the ball. She got the dimples in the family, and that's a good thing, because she's always smiling and loves to laugh. Don't ask her to tell you a joke though because that is one of her few flaws, she's a rotten joke teller She's 15 years older than me, so she wasn't my "playmate" as a child, but she was always doing something goofy to make me laugh. I recall playing a game of hide & seek with her, and she snuck back into the house and dressed up with a scary clown face and crazy wig. When I finally found her I'm pretty sure I lost about a year off of my life. It took her forever to calm me down, but now, I remember it fondly. I also remember the time she got her first car. It was one of those really ugly 1970's station wagons. Poo brown, hideous interior, you get the picture, but it had lots of room, and she'd pile her friends in it and cruise the neighborhood. One summer night I was allowed to ride along. Someone down the street opened up a fire hydrant. All of her friends chanted, "Drive through it, drive through it." As she drove towards it, the kids playing nearby ran over to the pump, and held the water so that it would spray up & over us. I was only 5 years old, how was I to know you were suppose to close the window! I was soaked to the bone, and Vida and another sister, tried to sneak me past my parents when we got home. Busted! My mom was mad about me getting wet, and my dad was mad about the car getting wet. Good times, good times. I've had many other adventures with Vida and they've all been an absolute blast. I just wanted to let her know how much she means to me. VIDA, I LOVE YOU & HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!
She's 15 years older than me, so she wasn't my "playmate" as a child, but she was always doing something goofy to make me laugh. I recall playing a game of hide & seek with her, and she snuck back into the house and dressed up with a scary clown face and crazy wig. When I finally found her I'm pretty sure I lost about a year off of my life. It took her forever to calm me down, but now, I remember it fondly. I also remember the time she got her first car. It was one of those really ugly 1970's station wagons. Poo brown, hideous interior, you get the picture, but it had lots of room, and she'd pile her friends in it and cruise the neighborhood. One summer night I was allowed to ride along. Someone down the street opened up a fire hydrant. All of her friends chanted, "Drive through it, drive through it." As she drove towards it, the kids playing nearby ran over to the pump, and held the water so that it would spray up & over us. I was only 5 years old, how was I to know you were suppose to close the window! I was soaked to the bone, and Vida and another sister, tried to sneak me past my parents when we got home. Busted! My mom was mad about me getting wet, and my dad was mad about the car getting wet. Good times, good times. I've had many other adventures with Vida and they've all been an absolute blast. I just wanted to let her know how much she means to me. VIDA, I LOVE YOU & HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!