Four wheels four years.

I live in the same house since childhood, but I wanted to move out for the last four months really bad. I have economically strategize for this eventual move, strategically looked at the advantages and disadvantages analyzing them very carefully. I think I'm ready, you will never know until you do it, until I’m tested. I have thought about it long and hard, if the landlord thinks of me any differently, it will be like going to school again and proving that educator wrong.
This is much bigger than just moving to me. It's everything had been fighting for. I knew I was different I have adjusted to that. But this is one of those milestones that people make to show ultimate responsibility. I have had all kinds of opportunities to take advantage of people When in high school there was this teacher, who I respect very much, he told me very sincerely, that there will be people trying to pull you down and walk all over you, because they see that you're in a wheelchair and they put a limit on what you can do. He said or you can look at them and prove them wrong. If you want to be a wheelchair boy that is just average, because you never pushed yourself. I understood what he was trying to say, he was telling me that unless I reached my potential and stop using other people, when I really didn’t use them. I was only going to move so far. He was right there were times when I took advantage of a note taker when I could have done it myself, but the note taker was faster.

I will never be the fastest, but as I face this questioning milestone in my life, I realized that maybe the fastest person wouldn't have sought out such a plan to move out. Maybe because of the four years I spent high school under the mentor of this high school teacher I can think about those words again, I can actually move forward and understand what he really meant.
It had nothing to do with what textbook we were reading, it was all about moving forward in making a better life, finding strength and not sucking on my weakness. He told me if I wanted to move on to further education (college). I would have to move on, and face adversity. I would have to not paying any attention to that negative adversity and prove people wrong.

When the college dormitory didn’t work out I decided that this is what he meant, they were people who wanted to suck me in and give me all this false advertisement, enticing me to “ have the college experience”, but he was right I would have to face adversity even in a college setting. I lived in the same house since childhood, but I wanted to move out, so I obviously was excited. It turned out that a college could not even be cons considered a livable space for me to live, and I’m very mobile for a disabled person. I kept in mind that I would have to face adversity, and then I'll have to learn from it. You just have to move on, because there will always be people pulling you down, again, this high school teacher was right.

I live in the same house since childhood, but I wanted to move out for the last four months, getting an apartment, showing that all the efforts and adversity were testaments to my character, because I want to be like he I am, I've been trying to do right to show my independence, but I’m not stopping now, I will get that apartment if the landlord thinks of me any differently, it will be like going to school again and proving that educator wrong, because my high school educator.

I'll prove to them
Peace Dudes
XLOGAN

A wheelchair vacation?

I visited my girlfriend Katie and wasn't always able to use my wheelchair. I had to travel to her school and since I had to drive in her automobile there just wasn't room for the chair. I had to use my walker, because it was obviously more convenient for our situation. The only thing was is I was so costume to using the wheelchair it became my legs. I had always used the walker to get credit in my local high school gym class. I knew I was in shape physically and I was determinate to do whatever possible to visit Katie. It had been two years since I consistently use the walker, because the wheelchair could do things much faster and more effectively. So I got in the habit of automatically turning to the wheelchair for almost everything.

I forgot what it was like to be out of the wheelchair physically, thinking I was in shape and being in shape its two different things, but I'd say I did well. More than anything. I had forgotten the difference between the wheelchair and the mobile walker. I had to adjust to different sorts of obstacles such as learning time management, because of the extra amount of time it takes me to move. I then had to learn to pace myself I got used to just relying on my wheelchair's electronic joystick, all in all I handled in well.

I would say mentally, as the most challenging, because I always had this ability to consciously see people and be able to read people's facial expressions, but I was stepping out of my comfort zone wouldn't exactly be the same?

What I found were the people that I encountered. Especially when transferring in and out of vehicles were more apt to help. I think this was because I had become less threatening in the walker. I had become more approachable and physically appeared weaker than I would have in my wheelchair, because the wheelchair has the
bigger demeanor. My wheelchair does having a much larger appearance having all the gadgets and the quicker movement can make it unpredictable to the oncoming individuals. I then became more intimidating in the wheelchair.

I would say, however, that wherever I was, whether in the wheelchair or the walker. It was just a reminder that people are still timid and threatened by my presence. The people were darting stares afraid to keep eye contact. I think being in a wheelchair I knew the looks and the wandering eyes, nor did I really care in a wheelchair I could escape them people quickly with a flick of a joystick. I now was in the walker so I had to remain in the situation longer than I wanted too. I was so used to dealing with these types of awkward looks and puzzling questions, but when I can just drive away quickly and make the situation stranger. There were always be people like this that have their preconceived notions, but being a walker I had creep past them more concentrated on people looked at me. I was there for Katie and was all about making her feel comfortable.

I would say that being in the walker opposed to the wheelchair was different because I got the same problems, the same confusing looks and I had to find away to overcome these looks, but while trying to be as normal and as supporting to Katie as possible.

This was easier overcome these looks and stares, because Katie as always was so supporting and welcoming to who I was. Katie was able to see the true package. I learned that if you have a support system like I do with Katie that it doesn’t matter what I use to aid my travel and has made us so much closer.

Thanks Sweetheart
Peace Dudes,
XLOGAN