I usually don't read such books. I just get too sad, teary eyed and hard to swallow feeling.. coz it really touches a nerve.
And when I saw the short article, 22 An Ice Cream for Jeffrey - just made me so sad. Sad for the mother. Sad for our society.
The author saw a mother feeding her handicapped son ice cream at the car park.
"The teacher said reward him if he does his work - he did his work in school today and I promised him ice-cream," she sounded apologetic, "I could not bring him inside the ice cream parlour - people like to stare. So I feed him here."
I too have experienced this with my Walter.
Yet Walter has better manners than so many people. He smiles as strangers. Shakes their hand. Says hello.
I am proud of my son.
Yet it is difficult for me. Very difficult.