Disabled
I have broken my arm. It is in a sling. I cannot tie my shoelaces. I am in a lot of pain.
Some of my best friends are disabled. I told my blind friend that I now know exactly how it feels to be like him. Even though he cannot see and I have a broken arm, which are quite different things. I told him that I was very, very sorry for him. He said nothing. His guide dog growled at me.
A few seconds later, after my blind friend had worked out whereabouts I was in the room, he smacked me in the mouth.
Today, I learned that I am not really disabled. Oh.
But my jaw hurts.
[Blogging Against Disablism Day 2007]
Some of my best friends are disabled. I told my blind friend that I now know exactly how it feels to be like him. Even though he cannot see and I have a broken arm, which are quite different things. I told him that I was very, very sorry for him. He said nothing. His guide dog growled at me.
A few seconds later, after my blind friend had worked out whereabouts I was in the room, he smacked me in the mouth.
Today, I learned that I am not really disabled. Oh.
But my jaw hurts.
[Blogging Against Disablism Day 2007]
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