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| Beatitudes for Friends of the Handicapped by Joan Martin |
I. Blessed are those who stop and listen to my chatter You may not
understand me; but I love when people talk to me, for I long for
companionship, too.
II. Blessed are those who take my hand and walk with me when the
path is rough, for I easily stumble and grow weary. But thank you,
too, for letting me walk alone when the path is smooth, for I must
learn independence.
III. Blessed are those who take the time to tell me about special
happenings, for unless you make special effort to inform me, I
remain ignorant.
IV. Blessed are those who wait for me. I may be slow, but I
appreciate your patience.
V. Blessed are those who are not ashamed to be seen in public
with me, for I did not choose to be born thus. It could have been
you as well.
VI. Blessed are those who do not pity me, for I don't want pity. All I
want is understanding and respect for what I have learned as well.
VII. Blessed are those who notice my accomplishments, small as
they may seem to you. I must work long and hard to learn many of
the things you take for granted.
VIII. Blessed are those who include me in their games, even
though I may not understand the rules, I still like to be included in
your activities.
IV. Blessed are those who think of me as a person who loves, and
hurts, and feels joy and pain just like you do, for in that respect I am
normal.
understand me; but I love when people talk to me, for I long for
companionship, too.
II. Blessed are those who take my hand and walk with me when the
path is rough, for I easily stumble and grow weary. But thank you,
too, for letting me walk alone when the path is smooth, for I must
learn independence.
III. Blessed are those who take the time to tell me about special
happenings, for unless you make special effort to inform me, I
remain ignorant.
IV. Blessed are those who wait for me. I may be slow, but I
appreciate your patience.
V. Blessed are those who are not ashamed to be seen in public
with me, for I did not choose to be born thus. It could have been
you as well.
VI. Blessed are those who do not pity me, for I don't want pity. All I
want is understanding and respect for what I have learned as well.
VII. Blessed are those who notice my accomplishments, small as
they may seem to you. I must work long and hard to learn many of
the things you take for granted.
VIII. Blessed are those who include me in their games, even
though I may not understand the rules, I still like to be included in
your activities.
IV. Blessed are those who think of me as a person who loves, and
hurts, and feels joy and pain just like you do, for in that respect I am
normal.
