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The second annual Riverbend DSPSG picnic will be held on Saturday, October 17 at 11:00 a.m. We will picnic at the Ice Rink pavilion at the Edwardsville Township Park on Center Grove Road. This year we're going to try a "BYOP - bring your own" picnic. Hope to see your family!
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Resources The Down Syndrome Association of Greater St. Louis Monthly Parent Play Group meets every second Thursday of each month at 211 North Lindbergh from 9:30 a.m. to 11:30 a.m. For more information call Karen Voda at (314) 645-8939. Playful Harmonies, unique programs for young minds and bodies at Belleville and O'Fallon. Program Director: Mary Burch. Itty Bitty Boogie: 6-12 months; Baby Boogie: 12-24 months; Tuneful Tots: 2 year olds; Musical Munchkins: 3 year olds; Junior Jammers: 4 year olds; Kreative Pre-K's 4-5 year olds. 110 North High Street, Suite #14A Social and Recreational Program for Young Adults with Disabilities. Upcoming leisure activities and social events: September 18, 6:00 - 8:00 p.m.For more information contact Christy Hendrix, Director of Health and Education or Justin Semerad, Inter-Action Program Coordinator at the: YWCA of AltonFor information regarding the Inter-Action program at the Edwardsville YWCA, contact Karen Ulloa at 656-0436. |
News Clipping What It Is Like to Have a Disability by Lydia Orso. Tiger Times, Edwardsville High School, February 28, 1995. Reprinted with the permission of the author. I would like to tell you about my disability which is called Down syndrome. It is something that I was born with, and it means that I have an extra chromosome in all of my cells. Sometimes it is difficult for me to learn, speak, and pronounce words. When I started grade school, I needed extra help to understand better. There are many things that are different about people who have a disability, but usually there are more things that are like everyone else than there are things that are different. One thing that is like everyone else is our feelings. I have the same feelings as everyone else has. Sometimes I don't feel comfortable saving "I don't understand." I don't like saying the words, "Down syndrome" because I want to be like everyone else. I don't want to be different from everyone else. Sometimes I don't understand jokes that other kids make. I need other people to explain things to me. in my old school, I had student helpers and an aides to help me. I miss not having them around because in some of my classes I have trouble understanding the subject. Since I am the only one at EHS who has Down syndrome. I feel weird, it's really hard to make friends. Sometimes I feel that I am left out. I have trouble expressing myself because it is hard to find the right words, and I get embarrassed. One of the reasons I wanted to write this article is that thought some of you might be afraid of me because I am different from other people and have a disability. I hope now you will understand me better. | |||
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Those Special Kids by Barbara Curtis, e-mail: barbaracurtis@attbi.com. The War Cry, May 2, 1998, p. 14-5. © 1996 Barbara Curtis. Reprinted with permission of the author.
"I don't know what's gotten into her today!" Maddie's mother said, exasperated and embarrassed. Her normally confident 3-year-old was resisting all invitations to join the pre-school circle. Instead Maddie stood ill at case, thumb in mouth, gawking at a group of slightly different peers- children with "special needs." |
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I use the words "differently-abled" not because it's trendy or politically correct. I choose it because it best describes the children ... |
And Gabriella, who was blind. And Sam and Jenny who both had cerebral palsy, but to different degrees. Some children, like Jonathan, looked almost normal, but some were like no one I had ever seen. Their mothers shared a unique beauty produced when life mixes grief with joy, fragility with strength-then covers it all with tenderness and fatigue. Like mine, their lives had been forever changed by the birth of the child that brought them here. All were in some stage of coping. We learned more about each other when we left for the mothers' group while others worked with our children. Christopher's mom cried. Her husband was becoming more and more withdrawn. She knew the statistics: 80 percent of marriages end in divorce following the birth of a disabled child. But there was a more immediate problem: she couldn't bear to take the baby anywhere, to see the horror in people's eyes when they saw her son. Anna's mom felt the same way. She struggled with whether or not to get pregnant again. Genetic counselors were not sure whether Anna's disorder was chromosomal- besides her appearance, Anna had been plagued by many operations. Would another child cause as much heartache? Jenny's mom dealt with guilt, and she wondered who to sue. Her home birth had gone awry and because of delays in getting to the hospital, her daughter would be different all her life from what she might have been. For two years we shared it all, supporting each other through our children's operations (most dramatic: Christopher's head reconstruction and plastic surgery), subsequent pregnancies (resulting in three healthy babies) and stresses in our marriages. We rejoiced and mourned together. For two years, though I was the only Christian in the group, I had a sanctuary where I found more love and compassion-a more tangible picture of Jesus-than I found in the Church. Jonathan is almost five now, Maddie's four, and Tripp and I have added two more to our family. Jesse and Daniel are two boys with Down syndrome we adopted over the past 18 months. This brings our total children to eleven. But who's counting? When people are surprised that with our large family we would take on two more with special needs, I smile. "When we found out what a treasure we had in Jonny, we decided we wanted more like him," I say. This is not an easy concept for people to grasp. One great sadness of being a parent to differently-abled children is the inevitable isolation. | Their mothers shared a unique beauty produced when life mixes grief with joy, fragility with strength-then covers it all with tenderness and fatigue. |
"We've had more negative reaction from the church than from the secular world." | Saddest of all is that in some areas the Christian community lags years behind the secular in accepting and supporting children with special needs. While inclusion programs are mandated in public schools, most Christian schools refuse to provide for the education of children like mine. So while for years public school kids have been spending classroom time getting to know and feel comfortable with differently-abled kids, Christian kids have not been given this opportunity. Neither have parents. One Christian mom, Becky Wold, after two decades of raising children with disabilities, states flatly, "We've had more negative reaction from the church than from the secular world." She offers these explanations: Judgmentalism: "Either they tell me the Lord loves me so much He's given me this burden to carry, or they secretly suspect that my husband and I must have done something wrong to have children with disabilities." Blindness: "Some feel that where they see no healing there is a lack of faith. Often healing comes in a different way. It hasn't been physical, but emotional, spiritual." Fear: "People are afraid to ask questions, afraid to get involved, because then they'd have to do something." The contrast between the isolation a special parent feels within the church and the warmth and encouragement available from support people outside can throw a Christian for a loop. As I said, it's been a source of sadness for me. One mother told me this story: "Baby dedications arc always my favorites. But this Sunday I ran out of the Church in tears. Why? Because one proud pair of parents shared this praise report: four months before, prenatal tests had indicated their baby might have Down syndrome. They described their anxiety in great detail, and their joy at giving birth to a 'perfect' baby. The applause which followed felt like knives piercing my heart. After five years of watching my son Jacob grow and flourish, my 'brothers' and 'sisters' still thought of him as less than perfect." "What if Jacob were 13 years old and heard that message? How did his brothers and sisters, who love him dearly, feel to know that their church family was relieved not to receive someone like their brother? "I went to see my pastor, to try to educate him that Down syndrome was not an accident, but a genetic pattern. As in Psalm 139:13-14, Jacob was made just the way God wanted him." |
It wasn't long before testing showed that Ellyn and her special classmates were doing as well as any non-disabled child. | caretaker. Lyndale, of course, could foresee none of this the day she brought Ellyn home from the hospital. All she knew was that an institution would never be part of her baby's life. It wasn't long before Lyndale realized no one could tell her what could make a child with Down's syndrome grow and learn. Down's syndrome occurs in one of every 1,000 births. It is caused by an abnormality in the number of chromosomes, the tiny parts of a cell that contain minute structures called genes. It is characterized by a low IQ and telltale features: upwardly slanted eyes, a flat nose and short, stubby hands. With no road map to follow, Lyndale set off on a path of her own. She believed these children were not born retarded -- they became retarded because they did not receive proper nutrition and their minds weren't stimulated. Before Ellyn could even sit up, Lyndale was giving her vitamin supplements and stimulating her senses. Three mornings a week, Lyndale was joined by other mothers and their high-risk babies in her husband's karate studio. She brought in tubs of rice and whipped cream with food coloring-anything to tweak the babies' sense of touch, smell, sight. She taught the babies how to reach for objects, track with their eyes, become aware of their hands. Lyndale was trying to strengthen their bodies and their minds. It wasn't long before testing showed that Ellyn and her special classmates were doing as well as any non-disabled child. Back then, in 1975, it was believed that Down's syndrome children could achieve an IQ of 30 to 50. Ellyn's IQ soared to 100. At 14 months, Ellyn was walking and functioning at the level of a 2-year-old. "Aha," Lyndale said. "We've got something here." Yet by the time Ellyn reached 4 years old, Down's syndrome had caught up with her. Ellyn suffered one illness after another. She seemed to be losing ground. Her mouth hung open; saliva dribbled down her chin. She had a sleepy look to her-a profound Down's look. Doctors told Lyndale that Ellyn had plateaued physically and mentally. Lyndale wasn't going to accept that. She was searching for answers when she heard a talk show guest mention Dr. Franz Schmid, a German physician and an authority on Down's syndrome. On Mother's Day in 1980, Bill hung a gold cross around Lyndale's neck, kissed her and Ellyn goodbye, and put them on an airplane for Germany. On the eve of Ellyn's fifth birthday, Schmid interviewed Ellyn and then gave her a shot -- an implant of fetal lamb cells. It was a proven European approach designed to stimulate the brain. Within hours, the light came back to Ellyn's eyes. She was active and energetic. "Mommy, I feel all better now," she said. When she returned from Europe, Ellyn |
started kindergarten. At the time, she was reading simple three-letter words and doing as well as many of her classmates. Lyndale enrolled her daughter without telling school officials about the Down's syndrome. Within days, she got a call from the nurse. "Mrs. Yazel, do you know your child is a mongoloid?" The La Prieta School District outside San Francisco didn't want anything to do with mongoloids. Lyndale said it shouldn't make any difference and that her daughter was entitled to an education, just like every other child as long as she could keep up. Ellyn stayed in school, but it wasn't easy. One day, a mother called Lyndale and told her that during recess, older kids would circle around and take turns spitting at Ellyn. "But Ely, she just looked at them with such love and thought they were playing a game. She's innocent and trusting," Lyndale said. One day, Ellyn came home from school and said, "Mommy, they're calling me 'MR.' What's 'MR'?" Lyndale didn't blink. "It's mentally remarkable, dear. You are mentally remarkable." By the fourth and fifth grades, Ellyn was reading books and comprehending them without prompting from her mother. Her speech was clear, except when she was overly enthusiastic. She was taking jazz dancing and organ lessons. During the next few years, Ellyn stayed in school. The only difference between Ellyn and her classmates were her grades: Ellyn was given "pass" or "fail" while the other children received letter grades. By age 12, Ellyn had a sister: Katelyn Lyndale Yazel, born a few days before Christmas in 1987. Life seemed joyful. Then 22 months later, the Loma Prieta earthquake-the big one-hit the Bay Area community, destroying homes and lives. Lyndale was on the telephone with a pediatrician when the line went dead. The house flew seven feet into the air, tossing Lyndale across the floor like a rag doll. She landed on her head, against the kitchen cupboards. It was an injury that would later put Ellyn to the test. When the world stopped shaking, Lyndale heard screaming from the other room. Ellyn and Katelyn! With a gash in her knee and a twisted neck, Lyndale crawled over the rubble to get to her daughters, the youngest only 22 months. When Lyndale reached them, the children were fine. Ellyn, now 14, had used her body as a shield to cover Katelyn. Her quick reaction might have saved the child's life. When a dear friend suggested the Yazels move to Colorado Springs, Lyndale jumped at the chance for a fresh start. In November 1992, Lyndale made the move with Ellyn, now 17; Kate, 4, and Brit, 15 months. Bill stayed behind until he could sell the house. Nearly a year passed before he found an administrative job at a school district. Ellyn enrolled in day adult education classes at Helen Hunt Elementary School to prepare for her GED test. Eventually, the child who was never | Ellyn, now 14, had used her body as a shield to cover Katelyn. Her quick reaction might have saved the child's life |
This child has turned out to be such a gift. | expected to do anything had earned a diploma from Palmer High School. When the family set out to find a home, it was Ellyn who helped them. Through the years, she had been saving $5 and $10 here and there. Birthday and Christmas presents that added up to $5,000 in savings. The family used it as a non-refundable deposit on a house. Then Ellyn set out to make a living. She trained as a clerical aide at Colorado Springs School District 11, learning how to file, make copies, alphabetize and run errands. She also had a part-time job as a CPR-certified nursery worker for First Presbyterian Church. In late August 1996, she got an interview at the city of Colorado Springs. Was she interested in a job as a file clerk at Colorado Springs city hall? The pay was $6.45 an hour-to start. This called for a celebration. Lunch at Marigolds. Mother and daughter sat at the bar, laughing. Ellyn, now 21, ordered the seafood fettuccine and a strawberry daiquiri. They got two straws and sipped on the luscious drink while Lyndale talked to Ellyn about the significance of her job opportunity. "Honey, you can do this," Lyndale told her. Ellyn believed her. Her mother was always right. She could do this. As Ellyn started her job, juggling her new responsibilities, she fretted about her mother. Lyndale needed surgery from the neck injury inflicted six years ago in the earthquake. The injury had worsened from periodic pain to near immobility. What Lyndale thought was arthritis was actually a serious spinal cord injury. Doctors discovered she had three herniated disks pressing against her spinal cord. She needed a rare and dangerous surgery-one she might not live to tell about. Doctors would essentially rebuild her neck, with bone from her hip and a 3-inch titanium steel plate. Lyndale spent six days in Memorial Hospital in Colorado Springs before she went to a rehabilitation hospital. Doctors wanted her to stay there for two weeks, but her health insurance would pay for only a week. Back at home, Lyndale only had one person to help her: Ellyn. The funding for her city hall job dried up and there was only enough money for one day's work a week. Bill was working full time. So this supposedly unteachable child became her mother's physical therapist, her occupational therapist and her practical nurse. Bedridden for a month, Ellyn did it all for Lyndale, from giving her many medications to wheeling her to the bathroom and the shower. She combed her mother's hair and applied her rouge and lipstick. Ellyn was confident, calm, gentle and soft-spoken in her care taking. Lyndale has recovered enough now to care for herself. She marvels at her daughter's accomplishments-that every unorthodox step she took with Ellyn turned out-for her at least-to be exactly the right move. This child has turned out to be such a gift. |
Down Syndrome Newsletter Articles A Multisensory Program for Teaching Reading. Reviewed by Gloria Bishop, E-mail: vbishop@gtec.com.
This workshop was presented by Laura Felzer, Los Angeles City Schools, Perez Special Education Center, (213) 269-0681, E-mail: apfelzer@csupomona.edu at the 26th Annual NDSC Convention, August 7-9, 1998 in Dallas, Texas and described a Signing Based Multisensory Reading and showed a video where six Hispanic children with Down syndrome are being taught as a group. A flash card with the word "horse" is shown and the children read the word and simultaneously sign the word "horse"; to reinforce, a play horse is shown. Another technique presented by the video is where 6 flash cards of the word "horse" and 6 flash cards of the word "A" are placed on the floor and each child takes turns matching, reading and signing the flash cards. This reading program has been successful to teach children with Down syndrome to read by using a multisensory approach: sight words, vocalization, sign language and objects. Daily reviews are essential, e.g., placing each flash card in order: I-see-a-horse, and matching identical sentences. Each child is tested individually by reading several sentences, as the read, they also signed each word. At the end of each sentence the child picked up the objects pertaining to the sentence, e.g., picking up the little red toy car when they read, "The car is red". After the children have learned several sight words and simple sentences, they are taught phonemic awareness, phonics, printing and spelling. |
phonics, and b) Children learn printed words and phonetic sounds using a multisensory approach that includes signing. The advantages of signing in the teaching of reading are: a) Sign illustrate the meanings of the words being leaned, b) Signing gets the students actively involved, c) Signing helps improve communication skills.
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