We are all wired with some brand of sensitivity chip, or at least I believe we are.
Mine is rather large and cumbersome, and Blair's is somewhat small and shaped in the form of the word ESPN. Deakon's is very measurable...(I woke up to kisses and "Ah La Ya" this morning), and Abby will get in your face and tell you to kiss off if you ask her how her chip is "feeling."
This week I have been doing lessons in my classes at school about feelings. As I was teaching Abby's class about the differences people may have in terms of disclosure of feelings, I mentioned that I tend to wear my emotions on my sleeve. Abby then said in a mocking tone, "Yea...She even CRIES when Scott sings on American Idol...ha ha ha." (A different student then mentioned his mother cries when his Dad is home late for work, so at least I was trumped.)
Abby is right though...my sensitivity chip has seemed to have tripled in size since having Deak. I truly have no control over myself if I am watching someone overcome obstacles, especially obstacles involving different levels of ability. I have cried during several newscasts with feature stories done on an Autistic child making the winning goal, or a young man with Downs Syndrome joining a team sport. I cried today during an assembly at our school when a young Autistic boy stood up with a lead part and participated with his grade level's program with appropriate skills.
This sensitivity chip of mine happens to come with a rather quick trigger - one that can fire bullets I didn't know existed. This has gotten me into trouble quite a few times, and today it was no different. I noticed a "Facebook" status where someone had mentioned that Scott (The blind young man) on American Idol was "killing her" and someone needed to "put some glasses on him or something." A person then commented that she thought he was receiving sympathy votes.
I was lit up.
I had no choice but to comment, and in doing so, probably completely offended whomever wrote the status. But, I don't really care; those people needed their sensitivity chips broadened a bit. A whole lot of bit.
I think I need to attend some sort of 12 step program for people with too much emotion.
Let me know if you find one.
*PS - I take it the Dino Nuggets and Corn dogs weren't that enticing? Hm mm ...I wonder why? I am so happy to make some fun surprises for the winners. I will be in contact soon...
6 comments:
Oh my, who would have the nerve to say something like that? That infuriates me. I get myself in trouble once in a while too. But I have been better since I have seen Karma at its best :)
I have done the same thing and lashed out from a facebook status update. There was something wrong with me that day, but in your case... well deserved. I like Scott and I was annoyed that Paula told him to ditch the piano. She's dumb.
I so hear you on this. I wasn't an emotional person at all until I had Bailey. At one of our pep rallies last year, Alex, one of my students with Autism, got to hold the american flag and run it around the gym. I was bawling so hard that I had to leave. I think it's the kids that do it to us. If you find that program, let me know.
i love your sensitivity chip. it makes you even more awesome.
I started volunteering at MDA summer camp in the 7th grade my chip has never been the same since. Having my own children has doubled it
I hear ya! I think some people lack a sensitivity chip.
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