To me "on Being Cripple" by Nancy Mairs was the most difficult essay to write on. I don't have a cripple dissability. The essay from what i read through the perspective a a cripple has opened a new wide range of opinion and respect for cripple's. I don't know what it's like to not be able to use a hand or leg, and this makes it difficult for me to write on becuase i have not expierences there pain. I have on other hand lived with cripple's and have had to deal with them on many occasions. Even so, what they tell me, i can probli sympathize with maybe my hieght, or reach ability, but never can be compared to what they go threw. Never will i be abe to understand it completely unless something happens to me. (which i hope nothing happens at least not now)....
my left foot will eventually give out because of a stab i have in it. Till that day i will realize the struggle and advantages of being a cripple. By advantages i mean, people being nicer, more helpful. being able to get a parking up close without alot of hassel. But still then it will feel like it does not compare as to when (rite now) my foot is able to work on it own.Reading and hearing of handicapped people and their expierences has indeed invited me into their world, but im not part of it.
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