Dear friends, no mater your religious affiliations or practices, I know you will find strong similarities between the profound ability of a severaly handicapped child to perceive a great spiritual truth and to simply LOVE –and the amazing and ever-growing abilities of our critterly friends on our journey and quest here. Please honor Art at zendictive blog by meditating upon this most wondrous story.
Jeremy was born with a twisted body and a slow mind. At the age of 12 he was still in second grade, seemingly unable to learn. His teacher, Doris Miller, often became exasperated with him. He would squirm in his seat, drool, and make grunting noises. At other times, he spoke clearly and distinctly, as if a spot of light had penetrated the darkness of his brain. Most of the time, however, Jeremy just irritated his teacher.
One day she called his parents and asked them to come in for a consultation. As the Forresters entered the empty classroom, Doris said to them, “Jeremy really belongs in a special school. It isn’t fair to him to be with younger children who don’t have learning problems. Why, there is a five year gap between his age and that of the other students.”
Mrs. Forrester cried softly into a tissue, while her…
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