I'm a Little Firecracker
I'm a little
firecracker
sometimes
waiting to explode.
You never know
when those times come
bet you wish you
had my code.
I light up like
a sparkler
when things
don't go my way.
I throw myself
down to the ground
until I feel
okay.
When I see
spinning flowers,
round and round
I go.
I make myself so
dizzy.
I put on quite
the show.
Smoke can often
emerge from me
like it's coming
out my ears.
Sometimes when
those things happen
I rule my own
inner fears.
The displays I
show to express myself,
they're not
always what they seem.
I just don't
understand life,
that is why I
need you on my team.
I need to have
you teach me
to take turns
with all the rest.
I want to
imitate your style.
I try to do my
best.
I want to know
the difference
between laughter
and a tear.
I beg to feel
them in my heart
every time my
mommy's near.
I want to live as
you do,
to look up in
the sky
to not be afraid
of fireworks
and enjoy their
beauty way up high.
For now, I am
that firecracker
imprisoned in
its shell.
Please ignite my
beauty
I can't wait to
live so well.
I wrote this Fourth of July poem for
you, the SLP, because I know that all of the children with whom we work,
especially those with ASD, appreciate everything we do to teach them. Written
in the voice of a child with ASD, he/she is that firecracker waiting for you help ignite their beauty.
Children with ASD take extra work. They
take more time. They don't always respond. We often measure their success in
inches. They may scratch or hurt us. However, we know they are sparklers that
will burst into a fountain of colorful displays and last a lifetime.
Yes, kids with ASD are firecrackers. They pull our strings,
push our buttons and light our fires. We teach them and they teach us. We call
that life.
Share this poem
with other SLP's, professionals, and especially with parents.
Happy Independence Day
"Speech pathologists make good things
happen."