Sharing stories of people with Downs Syndrome

This blog is for you to post your experiences with persons having Downs Syndrome.



It has been suggested to me, that it would great to have a place to share your experiences with these amazing individuals. This blog is designed for that purpose. It is here so you can share your stories with the world and possibly in the future incorporate them into a book. For now fell free to share! Please include at the begining of your post a simple Y or N which would indicate your willingness to have your story published if that time ever comes. Tell all you know about our site, as it could be our gift to the world.



Sunday, December 19, 2010

Memories thanks to Cheryl S.

I was thinking of Tyler...and remembered a couple of things that are fun memories to me...
Becca and Tyler were in Sally's class at Monte Vista together. He called her "Cacca" and I was "Cacca Mommy".
One fun thing I remember was doing puzzles with him. Sally had assigned certain puzzles for him to work on, but one day he was clearly bored. I asked him if he wanted to do some different ones, and he indicated that he would like that. So I got a couple. He did those and wanted more. Just for the fun of it I got the hardest puzzle in the classroom, and he did it! When I showed Sally, she said, "Tyler did that? It took me 20 minutes to do that one!!" He told me he figured it out by the lady's nose.
Another day, we were at snack. Sally required that the kids request each thing for snack...down to the cup if milk or juice was available. (She would pour a little on the table if they did not get the cup....and one day, one of the kids lapped it up off the table!) Tyler requested a cup, but couldn't produce the word properly...so said, "Puck." Sally said, "cup." He repeated, "Puck." This went back and forth several times with Sally trying to say it clearly so he would get it. Finally, she took his face between her hands, and told him to watch her mouth, then said, "Cup!" Even though her own disability made her 'cup' a little hard to understand, this time he got it and correctly repeated, "cup!" He never made that mistake at preschool again, at least in my hearing. It was a tender moment, and one of the sweet, understanding things I saw Sally do as a teacher.