Blogspot 6: Free Topic 2

In this second free topic I would like to write about a book that I read when I was a little girl, it is called "the best friends", and it is about a girl with Down syndrome, I remember that this book was my favorite and I read it every night before I went to sleep, but I never realized that the little protagonist of the story had Down syndrome (and I really didn't know what that was), I actually saw her as as another normal girl just like me or any kid around me and I really did not understand why the friend of the younger sister called her silly just because she got a little dirty when eating, eventually I stopped reading that book was very childish for me, but I do not know why I reread it in a occasion and I noticed the small detail of the protagonist. 

The above leads me to think about: Why did I never notice that the girl was "different" until I grew up? No child cares about the differences you have with the other or only some? Maybe it was me because my cousin three years younger than me has a neuronal problem and grew up treating him like any child, I see him as my 6 years old cousin plays with him despite the fact that he is ten years older (although I also play with them sometimes) and understands him when he talks even if he doesn't speak well. 

Perhaps it is the innocence of the children and that later thet learn (or are taught) to discriminate against those those who are not equal to them, those who have different capacities.