Personal Narrative: My Disability

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On November 14, 2016 I picked up my wheelchair at 11:45. I already hate elevators so this absolutely sucks. I will have to use an elevator every day because my dorm room and classes are not on the first floor. I also could not figure out how to keep the chair in a straight line the whole time I had it, I also could not figure out how to turn it while moving. The first day was very long. It was time to leave the ED Center and go to class, which is in Thomas Auditorium. It was going to be very interesting getting to class. I had finally made it to class but it was very long. This is how it started. When I first left the ED Center I had to go down this little slope, well little when you are walking, but it was huge in a wheelchair. I thought …show more content…
I made it across the street but then my next big obstacle came, an incline. But with a backpack it made it really hard, the wheelchair already seemed to be back side heavy but when you add a heavy backpack and an incline it is not a good mix. I had almost fallen over backwards, which is where I made my first discovery. Do not wear a backpack with the chair it will not end well. Wheeling along the sidewalk I had began to notice the chair would not stay in the middle it kept moving to the right which is where the street was. So at one point I had gotten stuck in the edge of a crack. That is when I first had someone ask if I needed help. I wanted to say yes but I also wanted to figure it out on my own, so I declined and went back to trying to get myself unstuck. When I had made it to class the door to the classroom had swung out towards me but thankfully I did not have to struggle with the door because someone …show more content…
While in my dorm I was thinking of different ways that I could get to class, which again was in the ED Center, and not have any hills. I remembered that I could take the elevator to the basement and then go into the Ed Center through the lower level door and take the elevator up to my next class. I was proud of myself when I had finally made into class. Also with the fact that I did not need to “cheat” to get there. I give people credit for making it everywhere that they do when most of this school has all of the hills and bad pavement/sidewalks that they do. It is hard enough to go down a steep slope but also have to avoid all of the cracks that you get stuck