I was telling the story of “The Little Matchstick Girl” (by Andersen) to Xuanie. I said it’s very sad that no one around bothered to give her some warm clothes or bring her in from the cold to give her some food. Xuanie said we should travel to where she lives and bring her home. He said he has many clothes and books and toys to share with her. She could sleep in our room and live with us.
Thank God for a kind heart in Xuanie. That was what I prayed for when was pregnant with him. I want him to be a good person.
There are times I get all exasperated because he refuses to learn the alphabets and numeric symbols. He does not pronounce many sounds right. Most of the time, I’m the only person who can understand what he’s saying. Frankly, I have to admit that speech-wise, he is delayed (compared to similar-age peers).
But, I need to give him time and let him learn at his own pace. He’s super observant and creative. He’s not an idiot. I should cherish him for what he is. That’s one lesson I have learned. Actually, no matter how delayed he is, I will love him with all my heart. Never mind if he never makes it to any gifted program or earn millions. He is a wonderful being, with a good heart, and I thank God.