Saturday, February 23, 2019

And I Wonder

We were waiting to go into a clinic where I've gotten an appointment to see a nurse. There are a number of people waiting and we'd had a difficult time finding a place for me to park my chair. I'm very wary of 'sticking out' or 'being in people's way,' so Joe and I have to move a chair out for me to get in, sounds simple, often isn't. But I'm there. Waiting.

A fellow comes in, like me a wheelchair user. He has no difficulty in sticking out and just backs up against an existing chair. He is a talker and he starts to chat with Joe who is sitting right beside me. I make a few attempts to join into a conversation that I found interesting and was firmly rebuffed. Nothing was said but it was as if I was nothing and nowhere and he wouldn't even look at me. Not a glance.

He talks about his wife and then describes the accident which led to him becoming a wheelchair user and they talk. I give up, pull out my phone, and start to play the game I've just downloaded and am fascinated with. I get it. I'm not wanted in the conversation.

And I wonder.

Why do we do that? Why do we do to each other what other people do to us? Why do we take the worst of how we are treated and instead of rejecting it instead of fighting against it, why do we do that to each other?

I am on line. A woman with a disability has just written a post about something related to her disability and her experience. She never claimed that what she was saying applied to anyone but herself. Her post described her lived experience and then outlined what she took from that experience. It was a good post.

But then, in the comments, oh my. People were out for blood. They attacked her. They accused her of her experience not being real. They accused her of taking the wrong things from her own story. They said that her reality wasn't their reality. They accused her of trying to speak for others. It was cruel. There was a level of meanness as people jockeyed for top spot on the heap. What's up? This is us!

The next day she had deleted her post.

She had been silenced.

The people commenting were also, primarily, women with disabilities. A few men thrown in there as well, and while some thanked her for her honesty and insight. The attackers outnumbered them at least 4 ro 1.

And I wonder.

Why do we do that? Why do we, who have been silenced, we whose voices have often not been heard, strike down one of our own and disallow her from speaking her own truth, her own reality and call into question her own ability to learn from her life. This is us!

A boy with an intellectual and physical disability sits listless in his chair. It's a bright green chair and he's wearing a striped tee shirt of a matching colour. He is maybe 6. He looks bored. He looks lost. He looks alone. He sees me rolling towards him and his had lifts and waves, there is a brief smile. I wave back. He is with his parents. His mother and father are behind him. They have stopped to talk with another couple. Their conversation swirls over his head and to the back of him. Even if he twisted he would not have been able to see what was going on.

I push by. They are talking about inclusion! They are talking about how the school board does a terrible job with inclusion. They talk about how their son is rarely really included. They do this behind his wheelchair, out of his sight, they leave him alone and lonely on the edge of the group, looking out.

And I wonder.

Why do we do that? Why do we fight for an inclusion that we don't practice ourselves? Why do we developing ideas and ideologies about disability and see them as things that others should do? Why do we so easily leave out those who we love the most? Come on. This is us!

This is us.

THIS IS US!

and we know better

9 comments:

clairesmum said...

Oh.....that rejection in a personal and family relationship is likely more potent than the social violence that is rampant against anyone with a visible difference/disability.
there are plenty of parents who do not respect that every child is born with a unique set of preferences/strengths/aversions that are wired in or developed very early in the first 3 years of life.
We humans are so foolish and selfish.......

Unknown said...

Inspiring!

Delma Davis said...

An excellent though that made me think about myself and people in my society. Before blaming others or advocating for the things that needs to be changed; wait for a second to think about ourself, are we doing it properly?, are we treating everyone equally and respectfully? if not then the change have to be made in ourself. Thank you for sharing your life experiences Dave, it was an interesting blog to read.

Delma Davis said...

An excellent though that made me think about myself and people in my society. Before blaming others or advocating for the things that needs to be changed; wait for a second to think about ourself, are we doing it properly?, are we treating everyone equally and respectfully? if not then the change have to be made in ourself. Thank you for sharing your life experiences Dave, it was an interesting blog to read.

Unknown said...

So good! Yep we have to consider our attitude and practice.

Unknown said...

Its inspiring and a heart touching one. There are many people that hesitate to accept the uniqueness of the individual that has disability. Its clear from this blog that the inclusion lies in words not in practice. As a Developmental service worker this blog reminds me again and again to stand for the rights of the people with disability. They need room for themselves. They need to live in a society that practice inclusion... That's all they need.

Unknown said...

It's inspiring and a heart touching one. There are many that hesitate to accept the uniqueness of the individual that has disability.It's clear from this blog that the inclusion lies in words not in practice. As a development service worker this blog reminds me again and again to stand for the rights of the people with disability.They need room for themselves.They need to live in the society that practice inclusion....That's all they need.

Unknown said...

It's inspiring and a heart touching one. There are many people that

Erika said...

Hey Dave, starting to worry about you. Nothing on your blog or facebook since February. Are you OK?