Many folks may not know that on my seventh birthday, my brother Daniel Brown Houser was born. Danny was a Down Syndrome baby. He lived only a year and a half after contracting measles.
My heart for the mentally challenged began beating after my brother's birth and death. I am thankful to work with children who find the high bar of academic learning tough to hurdle. No one works harder than these children because everything pertaining to readin, writin and 'rithmetic is difficult.
Highest regards from Mrs. M.
