I have always found the talk about disability rather a taboo and thought that explains why people would talk about it in low tones and kids get spanked when they look at/or even point at one. but the decoration on our streets has pushed me to do this. am not sure about how many people share my school of thoughts but anyway it takes one to start a conversation and two to keep it,
let fate remember that I did my own. am born of a mum that is able-differently so partially I feel like I have the right to talk about such people, how many times in a day do you walk by the busy streets and notice disabled people painted as beggars and decorated with a 35 shillings manila paper containing a funny story about what happened to them, such has been the norm on our streets that most people don't give it a second thought and the rest do not even read past the second line and Besides all these there is this strong looking guy who stands there almost all day and once darkness falls they wrap up business for the day and assist this guy home and there is also this other group that you would find a strong guy pushing this disabled person on a wheelchair as they walk shop-by-shop begging but what I haven't been able to discover yet is this "always strong guy" pushing a beggar around are they family or just a person who is in a blue-color job and gets his dues from the daily collection. I fail to understand why you would push around a disabled person all day street by street, is that supposed to be your source of income or do you work at night and help this guy during the day..? is it not rather logical that you find a job and take care of this person..? or is begging much more paying than a day job..? don't you even feel the humiliation when you are turned back or do you refer to that as the norms of business..? I would love to understand this and I really hope someday I will realize the push behind this kind of work. personally I know that disabled people have a right to something, just because am born not like you it doesn't mean I cant make a choice of what I would do with my life, I have a right to decide what I want to do and I should not be viewed as a source of income to be displayed on busy streets to beg for money for you people. I think I have a right to life even when my life is viewed as a lesser life just because completeness is portrayed differently in me, I deserve to be treated with some little aspect of humanity and am only saying 'little' because you people think am not human enough. I ought to be treated with care even though life seem not to care about me. I deserve better than being placed on the scorching sun all day, imagine sited there, I take all the dust that's a combination of the saliva you people spit and the mad you gather while you tiptoe with shoes on the slums I live in honestly deserve better than this for humanity sake, am supposed to be human too.