Hey, I am Richard Siaw. As you may already know, I am a blogger and an author. I received an email a week ago that brought me to tears. It brought me to tears for two main reasons;
- I am glad that my writing is accomplishing the purpose for which I do it.
- This person went through an experience I relate to in ways beyond his imagination. Believing that, things get better is the best thing I could ever believe in hard times such as these. My story and his story brought back memories which made me realize how powerful this novel is even more.
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“Hi Richard Siaw. I love your writing and have always been a fan of how different your blog is.So I was excited to have found your latest book, “The Brainy Retard”.
I bought the book mainly because I have a mentally challenged brother; that has made me take special concern and consideration to mental illness. A novel with a title like that sounded like one I’d love to read. When I started reading was when I realized it was more about myself than it was of my brother. It touched me so much.
It made me think more of my hard times growing up especially in my schools. High School was the worst for me. I was skinny, had an hearing aid and braces too. That appearance was just right recipe for other students to pick on me. I was always teased and laughed at but when I wasn’t, I was overlooked…literally invisible. I was never associated with anything glorious…I was always in people jokes and riddles but never good ones. The feeling and realization of me not mattering was just normal to me.
Richard, I can still remember vividly when I came back from break time to see an inscription on my table, “Help! My mouth is smelling”. I could not imagine the number of people who may have read and laughed at me. Nobody had my back…literally no one. I tore the piece of paper off my desk and sat down. The following day, another person wrote, “Help! My body’s smelling” This continued for as long as I could remember.
I had hard times accepting who I am…not to talk of loving myself. I was ashamed…I had thought of easy ways to die many times but nothing seemed easy enough for the tough life I was having. As a young boy in High School, to me, that was the end of my life. I felt like that was all. I had inner issues I was dealing with…issues that were more delicate…too delicate to discuss in this same email.
Your story is one that should be read by many High School students because a lot of those are committing suicides because their young minds are unable to cope with such pressures from their peers. They need to hear about this story of compassion and of triumph so that they learn. I also suggest that your story be put on film too. People need to hear your story and thank you so much for touching my little brother and I with this amazing story. Thank you!