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Expressions of Encouragement

Thus far I feel I’ve made the most of my capabilities, but I can also understand why people feel the need to encourage me. I know many see me as someone who is continuously overcoming the obstacles and beating the odds. Such people are very impressed with my accomplishments at university, and are even surprised by my ability to live independently. So it’s unsurprising that on various occasions, friends, family and strangers too, have felt the need to express their encouragement.

 

Although these gestures may be very genuine and I make an effort to accept them graciously, they make me feel quite uncomfortable - after all, this is my life. From my perspective, I am simply going about my days, doing what I have to do to live like many others. I am making the most out of what I have, and being or doing anything less really seems foolish to me. That’s why I am often unsure of what to do when people go out of their way to encourage me.

 

One stranger in particular caught me off guard - she was wowed that I was shopping in the dollar store by myself. The fact of the matter is, I may need help from various people for many things, but I am also capable of many things, and I do not believe doing them is a very great accomplishment. The fact that anyone would expect less from me is a scary thought. If I did succumb to my limitations then what would become of me? This is a question I often ask myself, because it is no joke.

 

Sometimes I do struggle, and doing as much as I would like to is very difficult; but in the end, the effort I put in is worth it because there is nothing better to do with my time. It is almost as if the end justifies the means - that is to say, if I relinquished my active lifestyle in the hopes of minimizing struggles, I would have no productivity to show for the hurdles I would still inevitably face. My accomplishments make the challenges I encounter in the midst of everything even more worthwhile.

 

So keep on rolling in the city, and know you are capable of much more then what it takes to make people proud.

 

~ Chantal

Published Tuesday, December 05, 2006 2:15 PM by Chantal

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Dan said:

I too am in a wheelchair and have similar dealings.. I think people feel the need or want to encourage and help those in wheelchairs because so many people in our situations become very depressed and feel like life has dealt them a bad hand. I personally try to understand where they (those offering help) are coming from, thank them for their encouragement and continue on through my day. It is very sad that people do not seem to understand that this is life for us, maybe we should start offering those same people a compliment when they do something to show them how foolish they really sound.
December 31, 2006 7:25 AM
 

Eric said:

Yeah, there is something very condescending about it. It doesn't make the ocmpliment giver a bad person, but it does make them a person who hasn't thought very profoundly about the experiences of a person in a wheelchair. I can appreciate the mix of emotions a person with a disability feels when given a compliments for doing things they normally do - you feel like politness demands a perfunctory "thank you," but you really just want to tell them to @#$% off. In commenting on another post, I mentioned living in Japan. The only personal experience I can relate this to is when colleagues who knew I had been in the country for more than a year would still compliment me on how well I used chopsticks - like it must be the toughest thing on the planet for a Westerner to use chopsticks. Imagine complimenting an adult on their ability to spoon food into their mouths and you'll immediately see how (unintentionally) condescending it is.
March 23, 2007 2:02 PM

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About Chantal

Chantal Huinink was born 22 years ago, 2 ½-months premature, with spastic quadriplegic cerebral palsy. Today, you’ll find her using an electric wheelchair, attending her second year of psychology and child studies at the University of Guelph in Ontario, and living in residence. Her hobbies include basketball, swimming – which can involve some sinking - and sketching. Chantal believes in a life filled with laughter and adventure…and her adventures are exactly what she bases her Wheels in the City columns on, and exactly what she enjoys writing about most. Learn more about Chantal and Wheels in the City…