Mar 1, 2021 | cerebral palsy, church, Family, Finding Your Voice, Fundraisers, high School, interviews, overcoming challenges, Sports |
[convertkit_content tag=”1443982″][/convertkit_content]It is not a memory that I recall fondly. As I sat in front of that room, I could hardly get my words out. And when I did, I stuttered and stammered all the way through the remarks I had prepared. I had...
Jan 29, 2021 | Attitudes, high School, negative perceptions, Wheelchair |
I remember it like it was just last week I was a senior in high school, and I applied for a scholarship to college. It was through a group called the Exchange Club of the Magic Circle and if I remember correctly, it was similar to a Rotary Club. They had chosen me as...
Sep 16, 2020 | Advocacy, cerebral palsy, Disabled Sports, Facing a fear, high School, hospitals, Laughter, Laughter,, overcoming challenges |
For as long as I can remember, one of the ways that my family and I have dealt with my disability was through the use of humor. It was a way to lighten things up and a reminder to me that, while my circumstances could be difficult at times, there were far more tragic...
Jun 30, 2020 | high School, Sports |
When all kinds of things were shutting down and canceled in mid-March due to the Coronavirus, like everyone else, I was disappointed. For me, it meant a reduction in caregiver staff and the loss of some income. And like everyone else around me I had to adjust to the...
Jul 16, 2017 | America, CP, Disabilitiy, Disabled Sports, Good Memories, high School |
As a mentor, he came into my life at the perfect time. When I was fourteen years old, I joined a sports team for people with disabilities. It changed my life. Because I had always been mainstreamed and up to that point, had mostly done whatever my family did in...
Oct 24, 2016 | Accommodations, Beginnings, can do, Coach, Disabilitiy, Disabled Sports, exercise for people with disabilities, Following Dreams, Good Memories, Helping people with disabilities, Heroes, high School, Paralympics |
Icy prickles of anxiety flooded through me with such intensity that I was sure I had just swallowed Alaska. My health teacher, who was with me for moral support, had assured me that the man I was about to meet was very nice, but at that point, I knew him only by...
