by Christa J Rhodes
Sunday, February 17, 2008
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There are two sides of people
And two sides of me,
But everyone looks at me
As if I am only quiet.
Itís not my fault
That I canít talk in public places
Itís because I have selective mute.
I wish that I could talk
In front of all people,
But I physically canít.
Each day I learn
More and more about selective mutism,
But I wish that was like everybody else.
Only one percent of all people
Have selective mute.
Since I am one percent
Not many people understand it.
When I am sitting during class
And am asked to read or say something,
I tell myself that I can do it.
But nothing ever comes out.
I can talk in front of family
And friends I know well,
But in public places I physically cannot.
Even though I say
I can do it and everyone else can,
But I open my mouth and nothing
Ever comes out.
Sometimes when I have to present
In front of the whole class,
It usually takes 15-20 minutes to start,
But it isnít ever my fault.
Teachers will sometimes yell at me
And say I never participate,
But I try and nothing will come out.
I saw a little boy just like me
On the news and I was happy
To see that there are others like me.
I know that I will be
Fighting this all my life,
But I will soon be able to
Share my story with others.
Itís hard to fight
When not many others can help,
But when I heard that only
One percent of everyone have it
I noticed how rare it actually is.
My kindergarten year I never said
A word. My first through fourth
Grade years I said a few words.
My fifth grade year I said a few more.
My sixth grade year I said a few sentences.
During my seventh grade year I
Got into trouble a lot for no talking
When asked to. When I am put
Under pressure to talk I freeze up.
Not may teachers ever believed
My mom when she told them
That I have selective mute.
Itís very rare with only one percent,
But I like to learn about selective mutism.