However, like a single black student at an all-white school, the government cannot really enforce the inclusion, which comes from acceptance.
The segregation, which plagues the disabled community, comes from a variety of sources. For years, people have been taught that dealing with a disabled person requires special skills. These skills take on the aura of a medical degree. There is brail, singing and adaptive equipment of all kinds, which reinforce this misconception. Probably the greatest source of this segregation is the medical and social services establishment.
But a new, fresh wind is blowing through these bastions of second-class citizenship. On a grass roots level, disabled people are saying, “Enough!” Separate is frequently not necessary. Separate is also never equal. Just let us get on in our own way among you.
Don’t be afraid to stare. We know we look different. In fact, we look funny or frightening to children. Just get the staring over with and the next time you see one of us, it’s no big deal. The next time you see us, you may include one of us in a conversation. You may share a dirty joke or the latest gossip.
Don’t be afraid to ask a question. How did this happen to you? We know this is a question we ask of each other, so why shouldn’t it be asked by able-bodied. Just be ready to do whatever it takes to hear the answer.
The finer things in life are not just five-star restaurants and front row center tickets. The truly finer things in life are being part of a community where one is allowed to partake and give. Now slowly, surely, you can make this happen.