As I moved my power wheelchair off the elevator, I was stopped in a roadblock of people going through their NORMAL daily routines. A man, blocking a young lady in her wheelchair being assisted by another young lady, began speaking to the young lady in the wheelchair and saying, “Look into my eyes… Look into my eyes… One day you will be NORMAL again.”
After waiting the customary 30 seconds to see if the miracle was going to happen today, I began to voice my annoyance of being stopped in my NORMAL routine, especially since this was not the healing of the lepers’ line one could perceive it to be. And as we continued on I heard the young lady’s assistant say that her friend was NORMAL and for me that’s where the miracle would be found.
When people begin to stop judging others through their own fears and begin to take the time to look beyond what they associate with an abnormality in order to change their definition of what is actually NORMAL. Because this young lady in her wheelchair seemed pretty NORMAL to me; she was different, like everybody else. She was simply living her life like everyone else, and bravely I might add.
She was not hiding her differences from the world or feeling sorry for herself. She was not asking for anything, but this man somehow still felt compelled to donate his definition of being NORMAL. And that’s when I began to empathize thinking that if she did look into his eyes, she would see how blinded this individual truly was. But in hindsight she did not seem too annoyed by the whole experience.
And I began to realize that my frustrations, although warranted, would have been wasted in trying to argue all the reasons why this young lady was probably more NORMAL than the man she confronted coming off the elevator. I decided to do what I normally do in situations like this, which is to use it as a teaching moment and write about it in hopes to one day stop this from being a NORMAL situation.
Here it is… My first children’s book. Thank you for all the support (physically, emotionally and financially) that went into making this a reyality and a reality.
“This beautifully illustrated book introduces readers to Willie and his new family; the Everest’s, who adopted Willie. However, Willie doesn’t feel he fits-in and frankly has trouble adjusting to his new surroundings. Willie later learns that he has a very special purpose and this discovery leads him to realize how it was his own thinking that brought about feelings of isolation.” – Wiggles Room Blog
Release Date: April 2, 2012
$8.98 + Tax
Children’s Book Self-Publishing Fund
I’ve recently finished writing three children’s picture books exploring disability and I’m in search of funders to help with self-publishing. Through stories like, “Rissa and SuperDad” which describes a paralyzed father’s abilities in the eyes of his seven-year-old daughter, “Willie the Wheelchair” that tells the story of a wheelchair trying to find his own identity in the world of chairs, and “Hop Hope Hop” following a young bunny’s appreciation for being able to hop around and her acknowledgment of those who can’t, I hope to spread the knowledge of living with a disability through the next generation… our kids. In terms of funding for self-publishing, I would be willing to accept anything from loans or investments to donations in order to get this project completed, but more importantly, have it done well. Therefore, if you’re able to contribute in any way or need more information about this project, feel free to contact me or you can donate now by simply clicking the button below.
Thanks for all your support.
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Early morning August 12, 2002
We lost the Remon we once knew
I’ve had 4 years to examine the damage
To the point of now accepting this challenge
So since I can’t change what happened in 2002
And I need y’all to accept these new challenges too