Better leave that big fella alone! Mentally challenged abused
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leave the guy alone!
I was sitting on our front porch one day a couple of summers ago. I was aggravating my wife by counting the drive by nose pickers. I counted 15 out of 100 people in their cars, picking and some feverishly digging in their noses. It was gross but I was bored.
Anyway, to get to my real story, here it is. We lived just across the street from a small neighborhood park. A mentally challenged young man would come to the park every day to swing on the swing set while singing KISS songs. He would swing and sing,"I want to rock and roll all night, and party everyday!"
He sang way off key and as loud as he could. We loved it! He was like our giant tweety bird! My wife, Tammy and I always chuckled and so enjoyed watching him swing and sing. He would strap on his head phones, crank it up and sing along with Kiss. We nicknamed him Kissy Boy.
Kissy Boy stood about 5 feet, 10 inches tall and weighed at least 250 pounds. One day as he was swinging and singing, three teenage boys approached him and started messing with him. They were calling him names that we couldn't quite hear and then threw some playground mulch on him.
Just as I started to get up to do something, he came off the swing and ran them off. This happened a couple more times throughout the week. I told my wife that if he catches one of the little idiots, he will break them in half! I was tempted to catch one myself and give the little moron to Kissy Boy.
Kissy Boy wasn't bothering anyone and just wanted to come to the park in peace. The little heathens just wouldn't let up. They stole his water bottle one day and he almost caught one of them. This time, I walked towards the park with a "I'm gonna smack your little nuts into your ears" look on my face. They saw me coming and ran.
A few days later, I came out on the porch and saw a Cop talking to the little jerks. Kissy Boy was in his swing just singing away and I'm sure that the little idiots were getting a lecture from the Cop. The teenage boys did come to the park after that day but left Kissy Boy alone. Hopefully, those boys had learned a lesson.
We moved away from there last year. Seeing and hearing a mentally challenged young man swinging and singing KISS songs will go in my file of treasured memories. Some people make you love life, or at least smile about it!
The little park in the background.
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Thanks Cris, see, I can do sober stuff!
Isn't that life. Just sitting around singing because you're happy and someone just has to try and steel your joy. I guess that makes us all a little mentally challenged at times ;)He did seem to understand something that a lot of 'right minded people miss'. Happiness is a simple choice we get to make every day.Thanks for the story keep up the great work. Writing is indeed a powerful way of challenges our spirits by questioning those things we thought we had already decided upon.
Thank you Zooloot, "happiness is a chioce" great point!
I think I would have picked up a rock Tom and chucked it at one of them. great story.
Yes GT! Night in the little pricks ruts!
Excellent Tom. I confonted a kid that was picking on my son last summer. He about shit himself when I did. No more problems.
Great story, Tom. I love it! I think you had it right - Kissy Boy was mentally challenged but the other kids were the morons.
Great story Tom. I'm so glad you left the cops handle it then. Those little pricks may have done a mischief to you or your wife. I sure hope Kissy Boy is doing well now without his watchman on call.
Pest, good you stood for your son. Sometimes we have to, because if we don't it can get much worse.
Thanks Shirley and CC. We saw Kissy Boy not long ago walking his dog and singing. Looked like he was doing fine. He's just a big sweet Kiss fan! Aint that cool!
I can relate to this story, I spent a few years living with a downs syndrome boy who was a very happy soul, I loved his attitude to life and learnt heaps from him. off to join your fan club!
Thanks earnesthub.....when I drive by the park....I still look and listen for him.
You haven't ceased to amaze me. Your writing is awesome and your wisdom great. I have a grown son whom is mentally challenged, he is beautiful and full of life he is also very musically inclined and loves to sing and listen to aerosmith. I only hope that if my son ever encountered a similar circumstance someone would also stand up for him like you did for kissy boy.
Madison....thanks so much...Kissy Boy gave us many smiles...he reminded us that the bliss of just being happy is the good stuff of life. I wish you and your son many blessings....thanks for sharing a little of your son...gave me another smile. :)
It is sad that we live in a world that acceptance is not a natural. It is taught and learned. We can learn a lot from people like Kiss Boy. I'm sure he will be a lot better off than most of us in the game of life. Rock on Kiss Boy.
feeweewv...thanks for stopping by....so true what you said....thanks again. :)
Cris A Level 2 Commenter 3 years ago
Nice story Tom. Soberly written LOL thanks for sharing :D