When the Autumn Leaves Fell

When I was a kid,
 it was autumn and looking back as an adult I recognize the kids were just being kids in the following situation that I’m about to illustrate, but at the time the child in me didn’t understand this. It was fall the leaves were vibrant and I decided to go outside and play with the neighbourhood children. But, as with everything in my life it takes a little extra time to get ready to go outside. I got all set in my wheelchair and outside only to have the neighbourhood children I had intended to play with head to the backyard where I could not join them.
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In writing this I am not trying to make this feel like you should feel sorry for me and others in similar situations I am simply writing this to be realistic and illustrate that it does happen. In writing it again my thoughts turn to helping the young one’s that may be going through this now. I consider myself a well adjusted adult and want to help others in any way I can. Frankly we grow up knowing we are different accepting this to the best of our abilities and then it is pointed out blatantly in ways such as this? How can we as a community create change and make people aware of the sickeningly annoying verbal pat on the head that feels so condescending, what happened to the young child’s fascination with my chair that seems to disappear with age?

 How do we integrate our differentlyabled children into mainstream society  What are your thoughts lets generate some discussion here

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About lifeofthedifferentlyabled

Laura Forde founded her blog through my eyes: my life with cerebral palsy in December 2009 out of a great need she had, realizing that there was a vast gap in firsthand accounts of what life was like living with Cerebral Palsy: she knew then that the only way to see this reflected online was to create the change herself and thus this blog was born Laura was born four months premature, weighing a mere one pound three ounces and given ten percent odds for survival. She was diagnosed with cerebral palsy at the age of three. After graduating from college, she continued writing and doing what she loves to do most; speaking to groups about her life experiences and sharing what she has learned from her journey. Her blog lifeofthedifferentlyabled was created after discovering that the online community lacked the voice of people in her situation. In its first year, the site saw over 20,000 hits from all over the world. Her readers are from all walks of life; some with disabilities, parents of children, professionals, and others who seek to gain a better understanding of the world of the differently abled. You can follow her on Twitter or Facebook
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6 Responses to When the Autumn Leaves Fell

  1. I dread the future. Ale celebrates five years this January, and also a year with cerebral palsy. I am terrified that my son thinking I’m doing everything possible because this sudden disability do not ruin your childhood, I am comforted to read your blog. You almost my age, but that different situations are living right?
    I do not know where ale can understand what I say, but I read your blog and seems to understand what I mean.
    Never stop writing, you are the example of my son!

    • i won’t stop writing I write to support others who are supporting children living a life of difference

    • Adelaide Dupont says:

      And it’s great to learn a bit of Spanish too!

      I see on your blog you write about all kinds of conditions/impairments, for example, Dandy Walker and hydrocephalus.

      And lots of sporting events and social events in Mexico.

      Best to Ale and you.

  2. Adelaide Dupont says:

    My immediate feeling: angry rather than sorry.

    Probably take extra time.

    Know what it feels like when something important is delayed.

    Show up. And see what it throws up!

    And it’s great to hear from the next generation, and the young ones coming up.

    And for the “well adjusted”: think about who and what you buy into.

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