Wednesday, October 18, 2006

A memory

I never had much of a problem with differently abled people. But that's because they were part of my family. A cousin was one of the last people to get polio and I remember her going in and out of surgeries. An uncle was partially deaf and - while I though he was strange ibecause of his teasing - his needing to see my fact to hear me seemed normal. And then my grandfather had a cotton ball in his eye socket because he'd lost an eye and then had some more of the socket removed so a glass eye wouldn't work. Sitting in their arms at a young age is one of the reasons that while I notice different abilities, they just seem a part of life

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