My Story, Your Story!
The day I met her!
She lost her vision just one month ago due to a brain tumor. She was sitting on the chair not able to communicate with other kids in the playroom. We were putting together pieces of a puzzle. ''Pick the orange t-shirt for the clothes of the character," she whispered into my ear quietly. She was uncertain, isolated, and shy.
Not being able to communicate with peers adds another level of anxiety to a kid diagnosed with cancer.
Why should she go to the playroom if she can’t communicate with other children?!