A boisterous environment adorned with children hanging close to their parents like a fruit on a tree. Their sanguine faces increasing the light of the already illuminated mall. It was children’s day indeed.
The air of uncertainty lingered, she was unsure of the reason she came to the mall. She just wanted to spend a good time with her mini-version.
Funny how in the actual sense no one has a choice. No one picks the family he ends up with neither body shape even though science is changing the hands of things. Sometimes she wished there was a choice. She would have made it for her son. The continuous touch from her son brought her attention back to the mall. His shoe lace needed to be done.
“Junior, please we are outside let me do this peacefully biko” she pleaded
Junior seemed to be indifferent, he struggled with her. She became victorous at last. She sank into a nearby chair, ordered for meatpie to satisfy the constant grumblings her stomach made.
The multi-coloured light of ‘kids haven’ attracted her to the mini park. She loved the happiness on the faces of children frolicking and jumping to the tune of their hearts. An event they might not remember some years later but it made them happy. The happiness she wished for her son.
She knew Junior was different, not different in the society worthy way, not different in a ‘unique’ way but different in a way that made her heart cry, different in a way that made other children run away from him, different in a way he had no friends, different in a way she could not explain. He could not form words like his peers, he could not stand well, he had poor motor abilities, he could not form relationships, he would repetitively scatter and stack any available tin container. That was ‘different’ to him.
What happened? Was it her fault? Was it the glass of wine she took before she realized she was pregnant? She loved her son but it was hard loving his differences. A nurse had told her it could be autism. What if it was something more? She was afraid to get him diagnosed. Will she continue like this?
“Junior, will you like to join the other kids?” she asked
” Baby ” he replied smiling.
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