posted on Jul, 21 2018 @ 10:50 AM
Sharing this from the website Quora. If T&C's are violated in doing so then so be it. It's a meaningful story about friendship.
"In high school I knew a girl who's parents were brother and sister. She was taken away from them at birth. One, because her mother was only 14 when
she gave birth and her father was 20. And two, because she had severe health complications and mental issues. This girl was one of the most kind and
loving people I've ever met! She was 15 when I met her yet had the mental capacity of a 6 year old and she would always have that mental capacity.
A lot if kids at our school would tease her because of her disabilities and would tease her about her parents being brother and sister. Not sure how
everyone found out about her parents. But even when she was teased, she still always had a smile on her face and was so nice to everyone. Even the
kids who teased her.
In our senior year, she changed. She wasn't as happy as she use to be. When she was teased, she would become very angry and sometimes a little violent
and threw tantrums and would cry and scream a lot. Maybe all those years of being teased by her peers caught up to her and she realized how xxxxx the
human race could be.
In one of the classes we had together, we needed to partner up for a project. She always had a special teacher with her. So I asked her teacher if she
could be my partner. This girl lit up when I asked her if she wanted to be my partner. She was so happy that I came and asked her to be my partner!
She had a harf time staying on task. Got distracted easily. I was warned by her teacher that working with her would be difficult but I didn't mind.
This girl was so happy she had a friend!
It was hard to get any work done because she would always tell me all kinds of stories and asked me all kinds of questions. I would listen and answer
all her questions. Her teacher praised me for being so kind and patient with her because no one else was. I did most of the project. She did the
drawing and coloring. She was actually very good at drawing! We got an A+ on our project which made her so happy!
After that, we sat next to eachother in class. I remember one day, she came to class and I could tell she was very upset. She had been crying. She
didn't want to talk to her teacher. She sat next to me and I asked her what was wrong. She said one of the other girls in our class and two of her
friends said some mean things to her in the hall and then tripped her. I asked ger which girl it was and she pointed to her. I was pissed! So I walked
up to this girl, who was sitting at her desk, got right in her face, and told her if she ever said or did anything to her again, I'm gonna make sure
she wish she didnt!
I wont say the exact words I used. But along with the look I gave her, I could tell she was scared! Im not a mean person nor am I aggressive but at
that moment, I was. Anyone who teases and hurts someone with any disability, is a disgusting person! And i made sure that the girl who was being a
bully, knew how disgusting she was! I went and sat back down next to my new friend. ( Her name is April btw) I told her that that girl wouldn't be
mean to her again and if she was, to tell me right away! Several minutes later the bully walked up to April and apologized for being mean and tripping
her. April accepted her apology.
One of our last projects for the class was to do a paper on someone who has influenced us the most. I decided to do the paper about April. Even with
all her disabilities and struggles and how mean people had been to her, she was always so positive. April also did her paper about me! Neither one of
us knew we were doing the paper on the other until it was time to read our paper in class. I went before April did. As soon as i started reading and I
said April's name, I looked up at her and she had a huge smile on her face. As i continued reading, and looking up at her, I could tell she was
crying. Not sad crying. But happy crying. I had referred to April as my friend several times in my paper. When I was done reading, April stood up and
yelled out, “ that's my best friend!”
April couldn't write or read too well. Her teacher is the one who wrote her paper. Word for word what April told her to write. Then her teacher read
her paper to the class. My heart felt so big just knowing how much I meant to April and how happy she was that I was her friend. Her best friend. Her
teacher added her own comment at the end and thanked me for being such a great friend to April.
Towards the end of the school year, April became very ill due to complications from one of her many health problems. She was in the hospital for about
3 weeks. I went to visit her a few times a week. I even brought a couple of my friends so April felt like she had more friends then just me. My
friends treated her like she was their friend. Even though they didn't know eachother.
April fell even more ill and she passed away just hours after my last visit with her. During my last visit with her, we played the board game
candyland. Which was her favorite board game! Her adopted parents and her teacher were also there and her teacher played the game with us. I spent
about 4 hours at the hospital with her that last day. April was so happy!
I was warned before I went in that day that April's health was declining rapidly and she had maybe days left. So I made sure my time spent with her
would be one of the best days! I painted her nails. And I braided her hair. Just hours after I left, April passed away. Her mom called me to tell me
the news. My heart hurt. Her mom gave me all kinds of thank yous for being one of the only people to ever really care about April and be so nice to
her. It's not April's fault her parents were brother and sister and she had so may menat disabilities and health issues. She was a wonderful person
and deserved to be treated the same way she treated others!"