I never noticed people staring until I got a camera mounted on the back of my chair, especially when I go home and edit them. I get to see how people look at me when they think I'm not looking at them. Sometimes, I get to see how they look at me after I just passed by them, and they were looking at me and smiling. Sometimes I see them looking at me and I can tell they're thinking "oh that poor thing to have to live like that for the rest of her life". Sometimes, people bump into me and apologize profusely to me when I know I couldn't feel it anyway, and it probably hurt them way more than it hurt me. How many times I hear people say… "I know exactly how you feel"… And then they usually go into the story of where they broke their leg once and had to be in a chair for a whole month, or they broke their arm and were severely inconvenienced for a whole month.
I'm not really annoyed. I feel a little sorry for them because I realize they want to say something nice, but don't know what to say. They are just trying to make me feel like I'm not the only one with problems. It's very sweet!
One thing I will never forget is when I went to the Mountain Sol Festival and Michael Franti jumped down from the crowd and came up on one of the little stages in the middle of everybody and grab this little girl, I have been watching her a lot because she was just so happy and having such a fantastic time! She had two prosthetic legs, one of her whenever hands was turned all the way around. Go to mothers were almost in tears watching her have such a great time, when Michael jumped up on the stage, he immediately scooped him up into her arms with a confidence like I have never seen before. The little girls ' mothers turned around and almost jumped on the stage, trying to protect their little girls. It's a common reaction from mothers with children with different abilities. After they realized Michael would not hurt her, they looked so proud! I tried to sneak my hand up to wipe away the tears when I noticed everybody else around me was doing the same thing.
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