Last evening, as I strolled through a nearly deserted mall with my two younger children, I noticed five girls trailing behind us. We had just enjoyed a movie and were in high spirits as we made our way to join four of my older kids. We paused for a moment to take a photo at a whimsical cutout display. While we were capturing that moment, I noticed you all, laughing and enjoying yourselves, a typical scene for a group of teenage girls.
As you approached, I observed your group was lively but not menacing. However, as my son lagged a few steps behind to adjust his earbuds, the atmosphere shifted. He was absorbed in his music, likely listening to Disney songs or other child-friendly tunes, which may not align with the typical interests of a 13-year-old boy. It wasn’t until he took off running to catch up with us, his awkward gait evident, that you seemed to take notice of him.
I clearly heard the shift in your laughter—what began as innocent giggles transformed into mocking. I turned to confirm what I suspected and witnessed one of you imitating my son’s movements. My son and his sister remained blissfully unaware of your derision, as they continued walking ahead. In that moment, my demeanor shifted from cheerful to furious, and I approached you, my frustration palpable.
I can’t recall my exact words, but I believe I said, “My son has autism. I hope you’re not making fun of him.” Your stammering denials of mocking anyone only lasted a moment before your expressions revealed the truth: you were caught. The laughter faded as embarrassment washed over you, and you realized the gravity of your actions.
As I returned to my children, relieved that my son was oblivious to our confrontation, I reminded myself that you are just kids, perhaps typical teenagers who sometimes make poor choices. One of you acted impulsively, while the others went along with the joke. It’s important to remember that behind each of you, there are families who love and support you, just as I love my children.
It’s possible you come from a school environment where children with special needs are marginalized, leading to this misguided sense of humor. In our small town, my son attends a school where he is accepted for who he is, and his peers support him rather than ridicule him. If any of them had been with us that night, I’m confident they would have spoken up more assertively than I did.
I am uncertain if confronting you was the right choice. In thirteen years, I have never witnessed anyone mock my son before, making this encounter particularly painful for me. If the statistics hold true, perhaps one day one of you will be faced with a child or grandchild who has a disability. While I would not wish that experience upon anyone, I hope you are spared from the pain of bullying. More importantly, I hope that if you ever find yourself in a similar situation, you remember the hurt you caused and choose compassion instead.
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Summary
In a mall encounter, a mother confronts a group of girls who mocked her son with autism. She reflects on their behavior, the importance of empathy, and the possibility of their future experiences with disabilities. This situation highlights the need for kindness and understanding in our interactions.