Tuesday, November 1, 2011

Random Acts of Kindness

     The past few weeks, particularly the past few days, have reminded me just how blessed I am. The reminders all had one thing in common: each reminder came in the form of a random act of kindness. Each one was totally unexpected, and caught me off-guard, but in a good way. A girl in my English class stayed after class and helped me with my schoolbag and crutches on several different days. At a "haunted hayride," I was feeling very unsteady sitting on the bales of hay, and the guy I was sitting next put his arms around me and, whether he realized it or not, wound up helping me keep my balance during the entire ride. At the same event, several of my friends stayed with me and pushed my wheelchair through the mud and grass (which, believe me, is NOT an easy task). A guy in my psych class told me that I looked beautiful, on a day when frankly, I wasn't feeling particularly beautiful at all. A girl in my dorm left a very long, and very kind message on my facebook wall completely out of the blue. Today, a guy in my western civ class, whom I've talked to maybe once or twice, helped me maneuver my scooter when I was struggling with it, walked me back to my dorm, and offered to continue helping me regularly. I am sure there are a hundred other examples of random acts of kindness that I could cite, but these are just a few of the ones that jump out at me.
   Readers, if you ever feel discouraged or feel that you can't make a difference, I challenge you to change your outlook. We all have the power to make the world a better place, and what better way to start than by making the world a better place for our classmates, co-workers, friends, family, and people that we meet throughout the day? A simple "hi," a smile,  or just holding a door open can make a huge difference in someone's day. I speak from experience when I tell you that simple, random acts of kindness can work wonders! God bless.

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Equality

 A while back, I wrote an anti-bullying blog post that referred to homosexual teens who committed suicide after being bullied. At the time, I purposely did not mention my opinion of homosexuality. I was afraid of any backlash that might result. Today, I am not afraid. I fully support gay rights, especially the right to marry. The fact that they are denied this right sickens me, and has since I was young. The fact that homophobia is alive and well in our society sickens me even more. Even when I was a little girl, I was infuriated when I heard people call homosexuals sinners, or use homophobic slurs. It still does make me angry. Luckily, I've learned to channel that anger into something more useful ; action. As a social justice advocate, I will fight for the rights of anyone who is marginalized, including the LGBTQ community (example: today was a day for people to wear purple to speak out against homophobia. I wore a purple shirt, purple bracelets, purple eyeshadow and a fedora with a purple band on it.)
     Now, I've heard all the arguments for why homosexuality is supposedly a sin. I just don't buy into these arguments. Never have, never will. Period. End of story. I was raised to treat all people with respect and dignity, including homosexuals.
I'm not the only Catholic who disagrees with arguments against homosexuality. DignityUSA is a Catholic-based pro-gay organization which "celebrates the wholeness of Lesbian, Gay, Bisexual, and Transgender Catholics." (http://www.dignityusa.org/purpose)  Wholeness. Isn't that a beautiful word? Every single person has value,worth,  and deserves to know that they are whole and good; no matter whom they love. In a society that judges homosexuals as sinners,as unnatural, perverted, and less valuable than heterosexuals, I think it's lovely to see a faith-based group acknowledge the wholeness and value of all people, including the LGBTQ community. If only society could see what DignityUSA, and what I, see.
     A common misconception is that people choose to be gay. It's interesting to me that homosexuality is written off as a choice. If heterosexuals find homosexual relationships unnatural, it's entirely possible, and likely, that homosexuals find the idea of having a heterosexual relationship just as unnatural. I believe that people should never be judged for whom they fall in love with and certainly not be prevented from getting married. I truly think it's unfair that homosexuals are not allowed to marry whom they wish to marry.
   No matter how you feel about gay marriage, I hope we can at least agree that judging and mistreating homosexuals is wrong. Wrong, wrong, wrong. We are called to love others, and respect them. How can we really do that if we're too busy judging them for their sexuality? In John 8:7, Jesus says, "He who is without sin among you, let him be the first to throw a stone." Not one of us is perfect, and we cannot judge one another. That is God's job.
Readers, I challenge you to treat all people equally, no matter their sexuality. If you do not support gay rights, I respect that. However, I would merely ask that you do some research, pray about it, and see if your perspective doesn't change even a little bit. If you support gay rights already, that's cool too. Fellow gay rights supporters, I challenge you to participate in "wear purple to end homophobia" days, as well as other events to raise awareness about gay rights and homophobia. To all of my readers, God bless!

Friday, July 8, 2011

Learning to Lean

     "Lean on me when you're not strong, and I'll be your friend. I'll help you carry on." These words of wisdom from Bill Withers are an important reminder that we should never isolate ourselves from others.  While independence is very important, we must remember that everyone needs help sometimes. I will be the first to admit that I've always hated asking for help. As I've gotten older, I've realized that this attitude really doesn't serve me well at all. The reality is that people need help to get through life. My friends, my family, and my Father support me during hard times and help me celebrate the good times. They are the ones I lean on when I need help.
    By the same token, social justice is called "social" for a reason. We cannot change the world by working alone. We must work together with other activists to see results. We must find people we can lean on when things get frustrating. As activists, there will be times when it seems like nothing is getting done. If we befriend other activists, we will have the support we need to keep fighting for social justice. This is not a fight we can win alone. Learn to lean. It will make your life and the fight for social justice that much easier.
Readers, as activists, I challenge you to find another activist who feels passionate about whatever social justice cause is closest to your heart. Then, find a way to raise awareness about your particular cause. I further challenge you to reach out to a friend or a family member in need of support. I can tell you from experience that this will make them feel loved and will give them hope. If you are in a situation that you need help getting through, just ask. Don't EVER be afraid to ask for help. Your friends, your family, and and your faith can help you through even the toughest situations. Seek professional help if necessary. You are never alone. God bless.

Friday, April 8, 2011

Disabilities 101, A speech I wrote and presented at District Rally. Enjoy!

Good morning and welcome to Disabilities 101! Disabilities 101 will teach you important things to remember when interacting with people who have disabilities. Let's get started. Imagine you are in the mall at your favorite store, and you see a teenage girl in a wheelchair. What do you notice about her first? Is it her smile? Her independence? The bright colors, stickers, or rhinestones that make her wheelchair unique? Or do you notice her thin legs, her paralyzed feet, and other qualities that make her "different" first? If you notice the negative things first, there is no need to feel guilty. This reaction is very common, but it certainly isn't ideal. People often focus on the negative aspects of a disability out of intimidation, lack of knowledge, or insensitivity. Here are some things to think about when interacting with people who have disabilities.
Lesson One: I Am NOT Disabled. How can I make such a bold claim when I clearly walked into this room with crutches supporting me and leg braces keeping my legs straight? It's actually very simple. I am not disabled; I have a disability. There is a distinct difference between these statements. Calling someone disabled makes them sound as if they are broken down, decrepit, and useless. It says that all that matters about them is that they are disabled. Nothing else about them is important; not their talents, not their personality, nothing. On the other hand, saying that someone "has a disability" acknowledges their humanity first, and their disability second. It says that we can see past a person's disability and see whatever makes that person unique. There is so much more to me than just a pair of crutches and leg braces. I'm a Catholic, I'm an artist, I'm a musician, I'm a writer, I'm a student, I'm a social justice advocate, I'm a daughter, a grand-daughter, a cousin, a sister, a friend and most importantly, I'm a person. I'm a person with a disability, who also has many strengths, talents, and abilities. If people spent five minutes looking past my disability and getting to know me, they would know that.
Lesson Two: A disability is not a death sentence. It is very common for people to believe that having a good life with a disability is impossible. My mother's doctor even told her to consider aborting me! He predicted I would never walk or talk and would be a "vegetable." Luckily, she refused to abort me, but unfortunately, more than 80% of babies with disabilities or deformities are aborted. This makes me sick. It is absolutely insane to believe that people with disabilities cannot live a full life. When I was a little girl, I dressed up like a princess for Halloween, rode "It's a Small World" at Disney world a thousand times, collected Barbies, and made up silly songs and sang at the top of my lungs. When I was tired of being girly, I behaved like a typical tomboy. I played alongside my guy friends at the playground or in my backyard, and I practically lived in my swimming pool during the summer. Contrary to what my doctor believed, my disability never held me back. I was fearless, like any child should be.
As I grew up, I discovered that there was more to life than playgrounds and make-believe. I discovered a love of art, psychology, music, writing and social justice, all of which will allow me to become a successful art therapist one day. I have always been in mainstream schools, and I have always performed at or above the level of my peers. High school has been amazing. I met several girls with disabilities, who have become my closest friends and some of my role models. I was on the Homecoming Court in eighth grade. I had the second highest GPA freshman year and I survived brain surgery. I had three pieces of artwork displayed in my school's art show sophomore year, I discovered the career that was right for me, and I was able to help a student from Cuba who spoke little English. The summer before junior year, I attended my first sleep-away camp, where I played wheelchair sports, rode a zip line, and walked on a balance beam for the first time. I also attended a leadership conference in Washington D.C, where I discovered my passion for social justice. Junior year, I addressed the entire student body at a Pro-life assembly, refined my athletic abilities and began formulating plans for a social justice blog. This year, my plans for a social justice blog have become a reality. I also have learned how to stand for several minutes without my crutches.
See? My disability doesn't hold me back much at all, does it? People make such a big deal out of it, and most of the time, it really isn't that serious. Sure, I have to deal with challenges, but so does everyone else, with or without a disability. All in all, I have been able to achieve plenty despite my disability. Many other people have, too! Think of Helen Keller. She was blind and deaf, but became a famous speaker and writer. And then there's former President Franklin D. Roosevelt. He had polio, yet he ran the country! Recently, a new role model for people with disabilities has emerged. Her name is Christina "C-bunny" Sarni. She is an incredibly gifted dancer! She also has a hearing impairment. C-bunny once said, " I might not hear all the beats, and all the words, and all the sounds in the music, but I hear it through my heart." Disabilities never have to hold people back, and C-bunny is living proof of that. I hope that I can inspire people as much as she has.
Let's move on to Lesson Three: It's Time for a Reality Check. Now that we have discussed the positive aspects of living with a disability, I think it's time to discuss some of the negatives that I hinted at earlier. My life is wonderful, but just like anyone else, my life isn't perfect. There will always be challenges that I will have to face. I was bullied a lot in grammar school and especially middle school. People would call me mean names, physically abuse me, and steal from me. As much I hated it back then, in a very small way, I'm grateful for it now.
You see, being bullied forced me to come to the realization that I could either spend my whole life worrying what people thought of me, and trying to change in order to please them, or I could stop caring what other people thought. I chose the latter. I will never change who I am, or go against my morals, just to please another person. Above all, being bullied gave me the courage to stand up for myself, as well as anyone else being bullied. If I find out that anyone I know is being bullied, I will find a way to help them.
Another negative aspect of my disability is the health problems associated with it. I was born with a condition called hydrocephalus, which is just a fancy way of saying that I was born with fluid build-up around my brain. This condition is managed by a device called a shunt, which drains away the fluid. Sometimes, shunts break. I've had brain surgery four different times to fix my shunt, most recently freshman year, but you know what? I'm okay with that. It was scary and all, but it really didn't slow me down too much.
Hip dislocation is also a problem for me. When I was a baby, my hips never developed properly, so they would easily dislocate. Because I have limited sensation in my legs, it really didn't hurt at all when I was younger. I got used to the idea that if I sat or stood certain ways, I would hear a quiet popping sound and feel my hip move. No big deal. It was just a fact of life and it didn't bother me at all. As I got older, hip dislocations started to hurt. A lot. It can be annoying to deal with, but the worst part of it is not the dislocation itself. I can handle physical pain. The worst part of hip dislocation is being confined to a wheelchair when I'm in too much pain to walk. I've never really had the patience for wheelchairs, and I admire the people who use them every day without complaining. Despite these challenges, I love my life exactly as it is, brain surgeries and all. People with disabilities will always have to face challenges, but we are strong enough to overcome them!
It's time for Lesson Four, arguably one of the most important lessons I will teach you today. NO ONE can or should limit what I am capable of, or what other people with disabilities are capable of. Those who try to limit us are going to fail miserably. We're still going to keep working hard and succeeding. Personally, I don't care how many times someone tells me "You can't do this," "You will never do that, " or "You aren't strong enough to do this." I can do whatever I set my mind to, and believe me, I will. Watch me. I am stronger and more stubborn then people realize.
To conclude Disability 101 today, lets review the lessons we learned. Lesson One: I am NOT disabled. I have a disability. I am not broken down or decrepit; I am happy and strong despite my challenges. Lesson Two: A disability is not a death sentence. My life is fun, and I enjoy every minute of it. Lesson Three: Reality Check. I have faced many challenges, and I am perfectly aware that there will be more to come. I am okay with that. I know that I can do anything with love and support from God, my family, my friends, and my teachers. Lesson Four: No one can or should limit what I am capable of. I defy anyone who tries to bully me, limit me, or otherwise upset me. It's a waste of their time and mine. They will fail. Thank you very much for giving me your time. God bless.

I'm Back!

Dear readers (if there are any of you left),
I am truly sorry that I have been away so long. There are so many things I could have written about, such as Jared Loughner, the sick man who shot Rep.Giffords, the pathetic state of our economy, and the pathetic state of mental healthcare in the U.S.,  the treatment for spina bifida that has been showing promise, the disaster in Japan, recent examples of racism, etc. Unfortunately, I haven't had time to comment on these issues thanks to mountains of schoolwork and college prep. So, let's move on to something slightly more current.
     Three days ago, TOMS shoes had its annual "Day Without Shoes." I first heard about this day in my Junior religion class last year (the same class that inspired this blog, actually). I thought it was such a brilliant idea, and I fully intended to participate. But then I thought, "Oh, wait. I can't walk around outside without shoes. I can't feel my feet and I could get hurt." Then I realized just how lucky I am to be able to make the decision to put on my expensive ankle/foot orthotics which protect my feet from injury, and wear my shoes to further protect my feet. Millions of people don't have that choice. They don't have any shoes at all, and if they have a disability as severe as mine, chances are that they are either bedridden or dead because they cannot get the surgeries and other medical treatments they need to survive.
        That day in religion class really made me think about how fortunate I really am, and how much I take for granted, especially things like my crutches, wheelchair and leg braces. I have been given so much, and even if I cannot participate fully in TOMS "Day Without Shoes," I WILL find another way to raise awareness about social justice and give back to society.
       Readers, we are so blessed. I challenge you to count your blessings. Next, I challenge you to make a list of ways you can be a blessing for someone else. It doesn't have to be anything earth-shattering, just a simple act of kindness, charity, or activism will do. Donate hair to Locks of Love, join Race for the Cure, help the SPCA, go barefoot for TOMS "Day Without Shoes," volunteer at a hospital, work at a camp for children with  health problems, wear purple on October 20th to speak out against gay bullying, or make a pledge to do something kind to brighten someone's (or some people's) day, every day. In other words, find an issue you are passionate about, and do something about it. We are all so blessed, so let's share our blessings with those who need it the most. God bless.

Saturday, January 15, 2011

Never lose hope!

Sometimes it can be hard for those seeking social justice to continue their mission if they feel that they are not making a difference. I know how that is, but I'm here to tell you not to give up or lose hope! Maybe you can't always see how your efforts helped another person, but rest assured that you have made a difference in someone's life. Today, I saw proof that I am able to make a difference.
         For those of you who have been following my blog, you may remember a blog post about homelessness entitled "Dribbling (and other) Lessons with Mr. D." The homeless man from this post, Mr. D, was at my church today! I never thought I would see him again. He remembered me, smiled at me and commented that I seemed to be doing better (today I was walking, rather than using my wheelchair). He seemed to be doing well too; he had cut his hair, gained a little weight, had on warm clothes, etc. I used to worry so much about him, and it was nice to know that he is doing relatively well.
Readers, never doubt that you are making a difference! Good luck with your missions and God bless!

"I am only one, but I am one.  I cannot do everything, but I can do something.  And I will not let what I cannot do interfere with what I can do.”  *
--Edward Everett Hale

*source:
http://www.bukisa.com/articles/304205_inspirational-quotes-on-how-to-make-a-difference