“Sometimes my brain processes things difficult. I just need...

“Sometimes my brain processes things difficult.  I just need more time.  And in school everything needs to be fast.  You always have to know what’s going to happen next and it can be hard to make friends.  My dad was always my biggest supporter.  He’d come into my room at night and we would talk for hours.  He’d tell me: ‘Your stories will make you famous one day.’  He’d show my writing to friends and family and I would get compliments.  I didn’t know what to do after he died.  I stayed in my room for six years. I wrote thirty-one stories.  All I did was write.  I only came out to eat.  I wouldn’t speak to anyone.  Last year my sister convinced me to visit an art studio for people with special needs.  She asked me every single day, until one day she finally said: ‘I’m going to the studio and you’re coming with me.’  At first I stood in the corner.  After so many years of doing nothing, it was hard for me to see people having fun.  It was like a burning anger and then it came out in tears.  I decided to join the group.  The studio slowly opened me up to the world again.  I began to make friends.  I realized that so many things had happened while I was locked away.  And while some things die, other things are being created.  I understand now how beautiful that is.  And I’ve started talking again.  For the longest time my sister would beg me: ‘Please Asma, say something.’  Now she wishes I’d talk less.”
(Special Olympics World Games, Abu Dhabi, UAE