Mind 2 Paper

“It’s not our disabilities, it’s our abilities that count.”  -Chris Burke, Down syndrome advocate.    Last summer, on my trip to West Bengal, India, I volunteered at a school for differently-abled children. At first, all I wanted was proof of work that I would be able to submit here, at my school. But my experience there helped me more than those submitting the paperwork ever would. It gave me a new perspective on life itself, for which I am very grateful to the children there. It all started at my Middle School, where NJHS (The National Junior Honor Society) gave me the assignment for the volunteer hours to be completed over the summer. My grandparents found the Bidhan Chandra Pratibandhi Karmakendra, ABLING THE DISABLED, (named after Dr. Bidhan Chandra Roy, former Honorable Chief Minister of West Bengal and inaugurated by Mother Teresa), as a suitable special needs school for me to finish the assignment by working there. I, at the moment, was unaffected much by that decision. But the

Oh, what a beautiful night, I looked up at the sky with all my might. In the vast dark space, I saw were only stars, Suddenly, I saw a bright light gleaming far. Could it be? Yes, it was the moon, Hanging in the distance, floating like a balloon. All of the craters and silence, not a single sound, Only shimmering dust, not a single mound of rock or any cloud. Look! There are first men in a rocket, Focused, aiming for their target. One was touching down and was upon the moon, Making history that will speak volume. Stellar stars, making the night sky,  And constellations twinkle with delight.  The marvelous Milky Way, our home galaxy,  The planets, all making the Solar System our family. The stupendous shooting stars making our wishes come true, I love space because we are always learning things new. Oh, what a beautiful night, It makes me stay behind. I have always wished to go to the moon I wonder, I pray and I will soon. - The Sis