My Eyes Have Already Been Opened...

    These past two weeks have already opened my eyes to the world of those that have special needs. I am a bit overwhelmed by all the information, but hope that I will be able to share pieces of what I took from my lessons.

    During our first week of classes, we learned about a case that took place in 1954 called the Brown vs. the Board of Education. This was during a time when blacks and whites were still segregated within the public school system. It also was pointed out that schools for the blacks did not receive equal funding or have access to the same equipment and materials. This completely disregarded the ruling of "separate but equal" that another case had concluded. Even the "separate but equal" ruling was arguably going against the 14th amendment. The case was able to go to the Supreme Court. The decision held that public schools were in fact violating the 14th amendment and that there should be equal education for ALL. This was a breakthrough not just for the blacks, but for those with special needs. This opened doors for many. I am so grateful for those that were brave enough to stand up for what is right even when it seems like there is no hope.  How wonderful to know that because of them, anyone can receive an equal opportunity in education.

    Another lesson that stood out to me was a video that we watched during class. It was about the special needs children and adults that live in Serbia. Often times when a child is born with a disability, they are placed in an institution for the rest of their lives. The parents often never know what becomes of their child nor are they aware of the conditions of these institutions. Doctors encourage parents to send their children to these institutions and without family support, parents are convinced that this is the best option for their children. My heart broke as I watched the screen. These institutions have little funding and have a major lack in caring professionals. There are often over six hundred adults and children placed in these bleak and cold rooms. No one to tend to them and little interaction with anyone from the outside world. At my table with my classmates, we talked about how difficult it was to witness such human suffering. They are virtually treated as animals, maybe worse. I do not know the answers on how to escape this cycle, but I feel that education can be a start. Here is a link to a short clip of what we observed. Dark Side of Serbian Institutions