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Show 282 Just for one day, I would like to have a Non-Disability Awareness Day. Just for one day, I would like to "take off" my disability. I'd loan my wheelchair to a Disability Awareness Day participant, and off I'd go. I'd call it a much-needed vacation. What a day it would be! Early in the morning, I would pull painlessly out of bed in something less than my usual half-hour. I'd jump into my sweats and tug on my running shoes. Then I would delightedly scuff and mar the bottoms of those shoes, jogging down our street to the pond, aero-bically inhaling the sweet autumn scent of my neighbors' burning leaves. Once at the pond, I'd stretch out on my back on the grass and listen to my heart pounding proudly in my ears, while staring up at the clouds pulling faces in the sky. When I got back home again, I would stand in the shower. After getting dressed, I would get in our car and drive. (This means, of course, that I would be granted a driver license for this special day.) I would be in the car all by myself. I would go through all four gears within one block - first gear!... accelerate until the wind comes into the open window... jam the clutch in, pull the knob back to second gear!... wind up the engine to third and fourth gears! Break down to a stop. Repeat for several blocks. I don't know why I want to do this - it just feels good. I would pull into the mall parking lot and choose the parking place farthest from the door. There would be nothing blue about this parking space. Nobody would stare at me to see how I manage getting out ofthe car. I would leisurely enjoy the distance to the mall. |