Letters From Daddy and Mammy

She will hear about you one day

This was a real shock, the shock of my life. 

In my life, I had never heard of such a thing:

" She has no ear" The doctor said.

My daughter will also never hear of such a thing, because she has no ear to hear it with.

The pain of a parent for their child Can push them to the end of the world.

And that is exactly what I did - I researched the world for the top professional surgeons

that could reconstruct an ear for my precious daughter.

I ran to  top doctors, I listened to lectures , 

I read  long articles and statistics, 

and one day I did figure out that -

Yes! My child does have a chance to have an ear, 

and there may be a chance that she could hear from it too!

Today with new technology her hearing can be restored with one surgery 

and with another surgery they could design her an ear! 

There is nothing that can stop me from getting this ear for my child, 

i'll take on extra hours at work, I'll save up as much as I can, 

But each extra day that passes, Its tourture for my daughter, 

tourtue for my wife and kids, also for me.

I try  to be strong.

Even though no one sees me cry- I cry in my heart.

The cost of surgery is more than 100,000$ in one payment!

The surgeon demands the payment upfront- before surgery.

I try to be strong, I try so hard,

But how long can I survive like this?

You will write the story of my life

.One day a boy was walking down the street

?That's how stories start, isn't it

.This is not how my story begins, never

:My story begins like this

.One day, one ear was walking down the street

.Behind that one ear is me, a child who wants to walk down the street

.Just to walk, like in the stories

,But I can't walk like in a normal story

.Sometimes I try to imagine what my life would be like with two ears

 .My friends and people would treat me like a normal child

.But this ear that I don't have doesn't allow me to have a normal life

It builds a wall around me that surrounds me every time I go out into the street

.People are afraid to see me. And the truth is, I'm already afraid to see them

:My parents told me that one day I could write a new story, an ordinary story

"One day a boy was walking down the street…"

.”And he was just another child, just another day, and his life became happy.  Not “just

.Someone who doesn't know him gave him an ear as a gift

You are going to like this story, I bet you.

Written by Emuna Wolfson, mother of Daniel, a boy with microtia.