Acceptance
for every
family
Inclusion
The word that jumps out at me lately from every post on Facebook, from every report. A word that 10 years ago I didn't know and didn't think about its meaning at all, and yet I was looking for it.
I wonder why. What does it represent for me? What idea of the world does it carry for me?
When I say it, I automatically see people's faces in front of me, children and adults. Healthy and sick, happy and happiness-seeking, anxious, anxious, fearless, aggressive, physically beautiful and ugly - various. Each face represents a story that I have heard either at work or in my personal life. A story that stayed with me and resonates and returns to me in different contexts. A story of finding acceptance. The search for an understanding of one's own uniqueness. A story in which I perceive a desire for acceptance of who I am, how I am and what unique needs I have. Unique? Unique, yet quite universal. I want to be loved. I want to belong to someone. I want to belong somewhere. I want to be able to contribute to the world. I want to be someone for someone. To have someone who notices when I'm missing something and will tirelessly find a way to support me.
How to ensure the fulfillment of these needs? How to do it so that every voice of every person is heard. Does every person really have the right to desire love, acceptance, the right to belong to something and someone?
I am deeply convinced that it is.
I was raised to believe that the stronger should help the weaker. But who is strong and who is weak?
Actually, everyone is sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and everyone needs help at least sometimes...
And therefore inclusion is not just a buzzword for me. It's the word I've been looking for for so long. The word for which I went to study psychology, even though I didn't know why. Inclusion is the answer to how to take into account the needs of each individual and not be afraid that no one will take my needs into account.
INCLUSION IS THE VERSION OF A MORE BEAUTIFUL WORLD FOR ME. A VISION OF KINDER, MORE SENSITIVE, MORE CONSIDERABLE PEOPLE, A COLORFUL PICTURE WITH SMILING FACES.
I often fear that we will not provide that inclusion in Slovakia. That it is too late for us, that we are too immersed in the world of our own desires, rather than looking into the faces of the people around us. I am afraid that one day I will lose hope and I am even more afraid that my children will lose that hope.
Well, I'm not giving up yet and I'm still looking for ways to keep wanting her. Because I was also taught that where there is a will, there will be a way. And I am definitely not walking that path alone.
My entire team of SCŠPP Komenského 3 Košice; CVI Košice, n.o. – thank you for being in this together.
Simona Šimková
