Spring/Summer
2000 - One Year Later
Wrestling Without
Stephen Tsiorvas
by Amy Codispoti
When he was 1 year
old, Stephen Tsiorvas was diagnosed with juvenile rheumatoid arthritis
and asthma. The arthritis manifested itself in Stephens legs, preventing
him from walking for four months. However, this gregarious baby grew up
and overcame these adversities, developing into a tall, lean and muscular
10 year old. No one suspected Stephens disabilities. His friends
thought of him as one of the toughest kids in the neighborhood and Ken
Erickson, Stephens Physical Education teacher, says he was the strongest
and most athletic fourth grader at Roosevelt Elementary School.
"I never saw
a sign of the rheumatoid arthritis or asthma in my class," Erickson
says. "Stephen was a very aggressive and enthusiastic kid. When wed
run laps, Stephen was right up in front. He excelled in P.E. and was very
good at football; he was definitely above average. Stephen was a fighter."
Chris Kwaitowski,
a friend and neighbor of Stephens, remembers Stephens spontaneity
and strange sense of humor.
"And he was very,
very strong," Chris recalls. "Hed say, Hey, punch
me in the stomach and Id say, Really? and hed
say, Yeah. Id punch him in the stomach and hed
just start laughing."
Stephen loved to roughhouse
and wrestle. At 95 pounds, Stephen was one of the bigger boys in the neighborhood;
the only boy bigger than him was his friend Wade King. The children in
the neighborhood say that Wade and Stephen enjoyed taunting each other
and provoking playful fights.
"Wade and Stephen
would always be on the ground, wrestling," Chris says.
Erickson says that
although Stephen was never malicious or mean-hearted, the boy often found
himself in the middle of boisterous activity.
"He was very
involved," Erickson says. "Stephen might get knocked in the
head by a basketball coming off the backboard, or he might get knocked
over, but youd never see him complain. Hes just get back up,
dust himself off and get back into it. Hed redirect his pain or
upsetness back into the game. He was a tough, tough kid and wouldnt
quit."
Behind his tough demeanor,
Stephen was a gentle and kindhearted boy. Erickson says Stephen would
go out of his way to help a kid who was having a hard time and would never
put someone down if they werent operating at the same level he was.
"Stephen was
a happy kid and very accommodating. He was very popular among his classmates,"
Erickson says.
Unlike many 10 year
olds, Stephen knew how to do his laundry and knew how to cook. His favorite
things to cook were Top Ramen, scrambled eggs, macaroni and cheese, tuna
fish sandwiches and quesadillas.
"Stephen made
good sandwiches. They looked gross, but then youd take a bite and
it was good," Nathan Kruzan, Stephens best friend, says excitedly
as he pops up onto his knees. Nathan smiles, remembering all the tasty
lunches Stephen made him while they were playing.
Apart from being a
great cook, Stephen was a kind friend to Nathan. Nathans face grows
serious as he relates a time when some kids at school kicked a ball into
the bathroom. Nathan remembers kicking the ball out of the bathroom into
the hall where it smashed into a kids face who was wearing glasses.
The teacher shamed him, and all of the kids ostracized him.
"I didnt
have any friends for quite a while. The only kids that would talk to me
were this kid named Elliot and Stephen," Nathan says. "Stephen
was really nice to me."
The boys were immediately
bonded as friends and for a while they were closer to each other than
they were to their own families. Nathan says Stephen felt more like a
brother than a friend.
Taking credit for
being the one who taught Stephen how to wrestle, Nathan laughs to himself.
"I almost wish
I hadnt" Nathan comments. "Once he picked me up and threw
me across the room against the wall, and that actually hurt."
Besides wrestling,
the boys loved to construct little indoor forts with blankets. Nathan
used his favorite "blanky," named Babo, and Stephen would use
his favorite multi-colored quilt. Staying up until midnight, the boys
talked and told stories. When morning came, Nathan says they could hardly
stand to say goodbye. The week before Stephen died, Nathan stayed the
night at Stephens house.
"We stayed up
late talking, and I asked him Whos your best friend in the
whole universe? and Stephen said, An alien. I said,
But you dont know any aliens! and Stephen looked at
me and said, I guess its you, then."
Nathan stops talking
momentarily to run off to his bedroom. He reappears with a large tub of
Lego-like pieces, including some action figures. His big eyes reveal his
excitement as his hands busily dig through the various objects. He pulls
out an action figure a 6-inch tall, multi-colored knight. Nathan
looks at the toy, saying that this was Stephens favorite.
"Actually, this
is the first time I have touched this since ..." Nathan says, his
voice trailing off. He pauses after looking at the knight again, and sets
it down on the floor. Quietly, Nathan resumes digging through the tub
of toys.
This past year has
been difficult for Nathan, coping with the loss of his best friend. His
mother Teri says Nathan is just now coming out of a deep depression. The
summer Stephen died, Nathan suffered from serious anxiety attacks. Although
he is doing better now, Nathan is still dealing with the harsh realization
that his best friend is no longer with him.
Up until the very
end of his life, Stephen tried to put his friends first. His mother, Katherine
Dalen, told reporters that on June 10, 1999, Stephen tried to save his
friend Wade King by pushing him into the creek, and then jumped in after
him in an attempt to save their lives.
Stephen Tsiorvas will
never be forgotten. In a memory booklet Stephens classmates created
in honor of their friend, he is remembered as an incredible athlete and
an all around goofy guy. He is remembered as someone who liked to roughhouse
and someone who always put his friends first.
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