When I was four, I got hit by a car. The details of it all are highly disputed but I swear you could make a billion dollar movie of that one moment. I spent a while in hospital recovering and after what felt like forever (could have just been three weeks), I got my first wheelchair. It was a worn out chair but it was black and I love black, so I was on that baby like white on rice! I didn't realise I was 'disabled' till I was twelve when I first got interested in women, 'cause being with someone to me means being part of their world and them part of yours but I realised then that some people looked at me strange and I asked myself, "What's wrong with my wheelchair? It had to be broken or something 'cause what else could it be?" I started to think back to when I was out with family and people would go to my mother and ask what happened to me or whether I wanted some juice or the times our teachers would tell us that we had to work extra hard when I just wanted to cruise through life. I started thinking, "Why do people do that? Why do the teachers keep saying that? Is it my wheelchair? What's wrong with my wheelchair?" It's only when I started hearing all this talk about disability that things started to fall in place. Look here, I stopped being disabled the moment I got my chair cause I am able to move around, I am able to travel and I am able to approach a lady and speak my piece. You disable people with limiting thoughts or building an environment which excludes others from it no matter whether it's about what you think of women, wheelchairs (and people using them) or 'race'. More importantly though, you disable yourself from learning something new.
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