In these eyes we see

The word “retard” is constantly used on a day to day basis to describe something that people hate, find boring, stupid, or annoying. The uses of “retard” are highly inaccurate, describing something that doesn’t even come close to being at par with the personality and aspects of a mentally disabled person.

When I was seven, I was introduced to my three-year-old mentally disabled brother that I would unquestionably love, according to my parents. This very special child would craft me a looking glass that would let me see two very separate but similar worlds.

People with mental disabilities explore everything, not because they have to, but because it fascinates them. They follow their passions, not caring what other people think. This unique category of people rarely describe anything as boring.

For example, I know a boy who lives in Castro Valley who supposedly has a low I.Q. Yet, he is able to recall anyone’s birthday within seconds.  I’ve met countless kids who can remember all of your family’s birthdays and full names, even your extended family’s information. Of course, they remembered all of this when you only told them once.

Could we ever hate a 16-year-old, who can’t hold a typical conversation, but somehow manages to remember your birthday and sings to you with a voice that can break your heart? That’s more considerate and thoughtful than what some of your closest friends would ever do.

I am more than fortunate to be friends with and more than fortunate to be family with someone who has a mental disability. They are so wonderful and divine. Every single one of them puts more thought into the important things that count instead.

“Retard” should never be a word that connotes into something so dreadful and hateful. Rather, it should be a word that shows something picturesque and blossoming. After all, the mentally retarded are sentimental and are able to see pass skin and bone all the way to the content of the heart and soul.