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She got up from the bed, dressed herself and walked towards the doctor's desk. "Anything's wrong?", she asked. Her husband helped her to the chair as her swollen belly and feet were obstructing her movement. This is her first child, into her second trimester, eagerly awaiting it's birth. Two months time, she would not only be a wife, but a mother too, a responsibility which calls for a lifetime of faithfulness. The gynaecologist removed his reading glasses and look towards the young couple. 
"I'm sorry but through the foetal ultrasound, we can see a buildup of fluid behind the fetus' neck." He paused. 
"So how's my baby? What will happen to him?" She asked eagerly, wanting to know the exact consequence of such unknown phenomenon. 
"Your child may have developed Down syndrome." He said.
'No, this can't be' she thought, 'I'm only 26, how can such a thing happen to me?!'


Imagine if you are this young mother, what would you have done? Your child, your first child, has Down syndrome.
Abort it? Not a possibility in Singapore as the fetus is over 24 months.
Send it for adoption? Who wants to adopt a child with Down syndrome? Are you even willing to send it for adoption?
I think every parent wouldn't have a heart to abort or send the child for adoption. So how is it that you're going to stay steadfast to this livelong responsibility? I think it's only a parent's love that will bring anyone through. Even a slightest special need, it's the parent's love that will allow the child to grow happily.

Over the past three days, I've been helping my mummy in her school's activities. On Tuesday, we brought the kids to ntuc to do a little shopping trip. Wednesday, cooking lesson 1: making sushi! Thursday, cooking lesson 2: making waffles! Through these activities I've learnt alot, from mummy, other teachers and even these little kids.Enjoyed myself thoroughly and will never forget how they will call out 'Jollyn jie jie!!' whenever they see me!*beams!*
I've learnt to be more patient. There's a child with autism in the class who did not want to do the waffle today. However, I thought that all children should be given a chance to try making it, so i went up to the child, brought the child to wash hands and guided the child on how to make the waffle mix. I could see that the child did enjoy the process as the child will look at me and smile, something the child never did to me before for the past 2 days! *touched* my effort was truly paid off!
Secondly, there was another child with a food allergy. The child could not consume egg white, an ingredient required in the waffle mix. So after all the children had made their waffle, I made one from scratch for the child without the egg white.
Sound so noble right? hahas! But these things I did for the children can never be compared to the effort placed in by the parents and teachers on a day to day basis.

So everything really boils down to a parent love, something even a teacher with children cannot do. Every child is different, unless you have a child with the same need, one can never understand the child and how should the child be taken care off. Another child in the class is a vegetarian, the child's mother will bring vegetarian ingredients to make the sushi on the second day. Who will know where to get these items? Unless you're truly concerned for this child or maybe have a vegetarian in your household, right?