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You feel awkward around me. Ironic really. *You* feeling uneasy, on edge, around *me*. It would make me laugh, if it wasn't so pathetic. I can tell you don't know how to act around me, all because I sit here. Let me give you some examples:
It's summer time, I'm sitting outside a cafe in town having a drink. You wander past. But you don't know what to do. You don't want to stare, but then you feel bad by looking away as well. So you stare at the ground as you go past me, unsure of what to do. I see you do it. Your head drops as you approach, and once you've gone past me, it comes up again. All because I sit here.
Another: When I'm at school, college, university or work. I'm sitting there on a lunch break with some friends - yes I do have some friends, ones that can see deeper than you can, see that I am a normal person - I'm sittng there on my lunch break. You wander over to talk to them and you do 1 of two things: Either completely ignore me, or talk to me so much it's obvious that you're trying to hard. All because I sit here.
What are you so scared of? I don't have some kind of disease. You won't die if you talk to me, you won't catch anything. So what is it?
It took me a while to realise that it wasn't me, it was you. I had done nothing wrong, I just try to get on with my life the same as anyone else - go to school and do well. Get a job, do hobbies I enjoy doing, have relationships and friendships and try livnig life to the full.
It took me years to realise that you to have a bigger problem than me. Took me years to learn to ignore the whispered comments about me, the funny looks and the affect it had on my friends.
So now I don't worry about it.
It's summer again now, I'm enjoying a drink with some friends, just sitting here having fun, when you walk past. You don't even know me, and you don't have the strength to look me in the eye. All because I sit here. All because I sit here in this wheelchair.
It's summer time, I'm sitting outside a cafe in town having a drink. You wander past. But you don't know what to do. You don't want to stare, but then you feel bad by looking away as well. So you stare at the ground as you go past me, unsure of what to do. I see you do it. Your head drops as you approach, and once you've gone past me, it comes up again. All because I sit here.
Another: When I'm at school, college, university or work. I'm sitting there on a lunch break with some friends - yes I do have some friends, ones that can see deeper than you can, see that I am a normal person - I'm sittng there on my lunch break. You wander over to talk to them and you do 1 of two things: Either completely ignore me, or talk to me so much it's obvious that you're trying to hard. All because I sit here.
What are you so scared of? I don't have some kind of disease. You won't die if you talk to me, you won't catch anything. So what is it?
It took me a while to realise that it wasn't me, it was you. I had done nothing wrong, I just try to get on with my life the same as anyone else - go to school and do well. Get a job, do hobbies I enjoy doing, have relationships and friendships and try livnig life to the full.
It took me years to realise that you to have a bigger problem than me. Took me years to learn to ignore the whispered comments about me, the funny looks and the affect it had on my friends.
So now I don't worry about it.
It's summer again now, I'm enjoying a drink with some friends, just sitting here having fun, when you walk past. You don't even know me, and you don't have the strength to look me in the eye. All because I sit here. All because I sit here in this wheelchair.
Very true. I think its quite hard for many people, either they do the head thing or try to overcompensate and sound patronising.
When I first met people with disabilities, I didn't know how to act. Since then I've worked with children who have Down's Syndrome and found friends who have motor disabilities. It's just a matter of getting used to it and being completely honest with yourself and them.
When I first met people with disabilities, I didn't know how to act. Since then I've worked with children who have Down's Syndrome and found friends who have motor disabilities. It's just a matter of getting used to it and being completely honest with yourself and them.
Sibs wrote:
> If you don't mind me asking YH what/who inspired that story...?
I was walking through town the other day, and saw someone in a wheelchair. I dropped my head as I walked past, and lifted it when I'd gone past them.
Then I realised what a pathetic t!t I was, and decided to write about it.
> If you don't mind me asking YH what/who inspired that story...?
I was walking through town the other day, and saw someone in a wheelchair. I dropped my head as I walked past, and lifted it when I'd gone past them.
Then I realised what a pathetic t!t I was, and decided to write about it.
My primary school had a lot of deaf kids, and I live right next to a place for the disabled and elderly. I don't stare at the ground or anything. Sometimes I even say hello
Mm. Thats too true YH.
Too true. And its a shame to see people in wheelchairs getting treated differently, just because of that.
Because, if you stare, then, your not staring at them, your staring at their wheelchair. And if you drop your head, then they'll also know that they're not speaking to you, because of the wheelchair.
Its a big shame..
Too true. And its a shame to see people in wheelchairs getting treated differently, just because of that.
Because, if you stare, then, your not staring at them, your staring at their wheelchair. And if you drop your head, then they'll also know that they're not speaking to you, because of the wheelchair.
Its a big shame..
read it
I suppose we all feel awkward around those we feel as less able than ourselves. At least to an extent. Thing is, most people with some kind of disability like that will probably have got used to it, and just want to be treated normally...
If you don't mind me asking YH what/who inspired that story...?
If you don't mind me asking YH what/who inspired that story...?
You feel awkward around me. Ironic really. *You* feeling uneasy, on edge, around *me*. It would make me laugh, if it wasn't so pathetic. I can tell you don't know how to act around me, all because I sit here. Let me give you some examples:
It's summer time, I'm sitting outside a cafe in town having a drink. You wander past. But you don't know what to do. You don't want to stare, but then you feel bad by looking away as well. So you stare at the ground as you go past me, unsure of what to do. I see you do it. Your head drops as you approach, and once you've gone past me, it comes up again. All because I sit here.
Another: When I'm at school, college, university or work. I'm sitting there on a lunch break with some friends - yes I do have some friends, ones that can see deeper than you can, see that I am a normal person - I'm sittng there on my lunch break. You wander over to talk to them and you do 1 of two things: Either completely ignore me, or talk to me so much it's obvious that you're trying to hard. All because I sit here.
What are you so scared of? I don't have some kind of disease. You won't die if you talk to me, you won't catch anything. So what is it?
It took me a while to realise that it wasn't me, it was you. I had done nothing wrong, I just try to get on with my life the same as anyone else - go to school and do well. Get a job, do hobbies I enjoy doing, have relationships and friendships and try livnig life to the full.
It took me years to realise that you to have a bigger problem than me. Took me years to learn to ignore the whispered comments about me, the funny looks and the affect it had on my friends.
So now I don't worry about it.
It's summer again now, I'm enjoying a drink with some friends, just sitting here having fun, when you walk past. You don't even know me, and you don't have the strength to look me in the eye. All because I sit here. All because I sit here in this wheelchair.
It's summer time, I'm sitting outside a cafe in town having a drink. You wander past. But you don't know what to do. You don't want to stare, but then you feel bad by looking away as well. So you stare at the ground as you go past me, unsure of what to do. I see you do it. Your head drops as you approach, and once you've gone past me, it comes up again. All because I sit here.
Another: When I'm at school, college, university or work. I'm sitting there on a lunch break with some friends - yes I do have some friends, ones that can see deeper than you can, see that I am a normal person - I'm sittng there on my lunch break. You wander over to talk to them and you do 1 of two things: Either completely ignore me, or talk to me so much it's obvious that you're trying to hard. All because I sit here.
What are you so scared of? I don't have some kind of disease. You won't die if you talk to me, you won't catch anything. So what is it?
It took me a while to realise that it wasn't me, it was you. I had done nothing wrong, I just try to get on with my life the same as anyone else - go to school and do well. Get a job, do hobbies I enjoy doing, have relationships and friendships and try livnig life to the full.
It took me years to realise that you to have a bigger problem than me. Took me years to learn to ignore the whispered comments about me, the funny looks and the affect it had on my friends.
So now I don't worry about it.
It's summer again now, I'm enjoying a drink with some friends, just sitting here having fun, when you walk past. You don't even know me, and you don't have the strength to look me in the eye. All because I sit here. All because I sit here in this wheelchair.