The preteen girl with school uniform entered the LRT holding her mother's hand. I could tell the number of chromosomes in every cells in her by one look at her face: Down Syndrome.
She was cheerful, greeting everybody with her friendly smile, shaking everybody's hands who were within her reach. By the time she was getting down, all the people within 10 feet radius were infected by her cheerful mood and waiving goodbye to her.
I shifted my focus from her to my newspaper. There was coverage on Sufiah Yusof. Left me wondering, "who are suffering more in this world? The one with IQ 180 or the one with IQ 80?"
2 comments:
the one that has more hostility and ignorance.
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