I agree Ken. There are so many "little things" we encounter everyday that we
shrug off as "that's the way it is". The stares, the smirks, the "gee I didn't
know....". Even if we could remember it all, we couldn't tell it because no
TAB would take time to listen.

Bobby



>>I don't understand why disabled people I knew in the "before time" didn't
>>tell me about some of these things.  Maybe they thought I wouldn't have
>>listened.
>they listen, but just don't hear. just this week end my wife and i were
>talking about college entrance test. she just ask my scores. i told here and
>she said "my lord, why did you go into the government?"  i told her about
>graduating in the top 10 % of my class and being offered a job, making
>brooms." went over the other cases of discrimination and the fact there was
>no ADA. went over the fact that i should be 2-3 grades higher with the
>quallity of work i did (even in the government). now this is my wife. she
>has heard most of this before and still does not understand completely.
>
>>Mainstream media doesn't tell our stories the way they should be told.  I
>
>these people think they can spend the night on the street and know what it
>is like to be homeless, but they don't because they know that tomarrow night
>they  will be warm and comfortable. they think they can roll around for a
>day in a wheelchair or blindfolded and understand what it is like to be
>disabled, but they do not, because they know that tomarrow they will be
>walking, or seeing. part of disability is knowing that you'll not every play
>3rd base the way your brother does, that you'll never be on a highschool
>team, you can't even serve your country in the service. you know that 90 %
>of the opposite sex would not even thing about dating you, even those that
>are your friends would not ever consider you in a "dating way."
>part of being disabled is knowing that tomarrow will be the same, the next
>day, the day after that and on and on you are going to be disabled, then you
>get old a find that it gets worse.
>  how can anyone tell our story?