It's Little Master's class assembly today and I am bursting with pride. He has come so far this year and this event is the evidence of it. He joins in every song and he says his lines. They are mainly incomprehensible, because he is speaking far too fast, but he remembers every word, without a script. [Shrugs shoulders and thinks to herself you can't have everything.] Best of all, he looks like he belongs, is one of them, not on the fringes, not set apart. For once, one of the greater whole.
And I must admit I shed a little tear and there's a lump in my throat when I hear them all sing. It's not just him and how far he's come that creates the spark, it's the potential for a brighter future that I hear in the words, I see in their faces and I know in my soul.
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