Question of the Day
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Never Forget: Hope amid reflection on September 11
If you’re an American, today is a very somber day in our history. Most people in the United States remember where they were on September 11, 2001. I was sitting in a class at my middle school. I was eleven years old. Memories, or lack thereof There are certain things that I can’t remember or that my memory has changed over the years for reasons I don’t even know. For example, I don’t remember being told that the towers had been hit until my school day ended and my mom came to pick me up holding back tears. What I do remember: Psalm 23 by Jeff Majors playing in the…
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Learning to find joy in the complication
My favorite type of weather is actually the one that causes me some of the most difficulty. As a non-ambulatory wheelchair user, I shouldn’t love snow as much as I do. But being a child born in winter, there’s an almost magical joy that fills me when I hear that it’s going to be cold outside. Winter poses its issues for me as well, though. It gets slippery, and difficult to manuver my manual chair if it’s snowing or raining. On top of that, I have issues with my knees that flare up in cold weather. I have to find clever ways to get around it or keep my hands…
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Creating Space
You get to build your perfect space for reading and writing. What’s it like? My perfect space for reading and writing would be hard to imagine. As it is, I live at home with my parents due to my disability. I do most of my reading and writing in my bedroom in their home, simply because I feel comfortable there. But okay, here goes. I’m ashamed to admit that I’m a very messy person. My room is currently filled with piles of clothing, papers scattered to the floor and a desk right beside my bed, so I have my computer near on days when it’s difficult for me to get up.…
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Nostalgia: Who I used to be vs. Who I am
What makes you feel nostalgic? So, today’s writing prompt actually proves useful. As someone who struggles with disability, I long for days when I could go back to where I used to be vs. where I am now with my diagnosis of Cerebral Palsy. By all accounts, I should be able to walk– I actually did walk with the assistance of a walker when I was younger. When I see someone running to get somewhere, I immediately wish I could still walk or run. Even in my walker, at least I had that freedom. It’s not common for a person with Cerebral Palsy as mild as mine to lose their…
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