Common Decency

Last Night I had the privileged of watching a play that my sister was in called, "Just Like Me". This is a play about people with disabilities and how they are just like us, how they want the same things, how they want to be treated the same, but it's also about how the way people treat them differently because they don't see them, they just see their disability. Now Currently I am in school and it is the day after: I was walking in the hallway with a special needs boy that I do so love. When he was younger, my mom was his assistant and taught him. His name is Noah and we were turning a corner in the hallway and we stopped because the intersection was crazy and we needed to get across. Some girl decided to shove me and kind of him into the mass of moving people. And after seeing this play, all I could think of was how rude of her. Maybe she didn't know he was special needs or maybe she had some personal vendetta against me despite the fact that I didn't know her, whatever her reason it was a stupid one. See not pushing people and not shouting for them to move just because they are inconveniencing you is called being a decent person. And being a decent person is nice. It's nice for other people and it will make you feel better to. See I don't know what that girl was thinking when she pushed me but what she didn't realize, is that Noah makes me happy and he's always happy I never seen anything but a smile on that kids face and her pushing could've hurt both of us but after she did it, all Noah said was, "That was mean, she should go in the Naughty corner."  And he was right.