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What Makes a Great Advocate

While I didn't always realize how lucky I was, I have been fortunate to get to witness the variety of instances that advocacy has happened in my life. Much of this is because my parents stressed this as a part of raising me, (something I thought was noticeably different in the way they raised my brothers) - there will always be something that is 'right' for me no one will know about unless I make it known, unless I advocate for it. Whether it was at IEP meetings, at the start of a new school year, a new medical professional, after school teachers, guidance counselors, the parents of my friends, the bus driver, police officers, flight attendants.. the moments I've watched advocacy happen are diverse and never-ending! 

Not all of these instances of advocacy were successful. And that's one of the things I want to point out: a great advocate isn't made because of how many accommodations were acquired, or how many bills and laws were successfully pushed through both houses of government. 
With this in mind, a 'great advocate' isn't measured by the expanse of what s/he is advocating in favor of. Something as seemingly obvious as asking the school to clear the curb cut so your child can roll up the ramp is just as huge as... getting a bill passed so that two hearing-aids are covered by health insurance companies for those under 22. In each of these examples the point is that there is an issue of access that is preventing one individual from having the same quality of life as his/her counterparts. 

It's not easy being an advocate - whether it's in a large or small day-to-day instance. Ultimately what being an advocate means is pointing out what isn't right, and asking for change. Neither of those things is easy or comfortable to do. No one likes to be told they are wrong or incorrect, or that there is some kind of error. Change is never easy, even if it's something everyone looks forward to. There is work, time, and usually many disappointments along the way. On top of that an advocate functions, at first, in the realm of the minority. 
But a great advocate (of the ones I have witnessed, and have had the great fortune of working alongside) is unfazed by what is needed to accomplish the end goal. They don't place the values of 'big' or 'small' on the work that needs to be done -- it simply needs to be done because in their hearts & minds that is what is right. They are creative in their approaches; able to stand firm in front of an audience of naysayers while rallying support of those still on the fence. 
Something else that I think makes a great advocate is one who admits to not knowing the solution to their own problem. When I was younger I sometimes would recognize that something wasn't right for me but didn't want to admit it because "what else would I do?" "They told me this is right, so it must be right!" "I don't know another alternative!" It wasn't until later when I realized that there is always someone out there who, if not has an answer that works for me, but is willing to work together with me to figure out what will work. Maybe it's the person training me how to use a piece of assistive technology, maybe it's the physical therapist teaching me how to open doors in my walker, maybe it's my friend who wants to know the best way to pick me up. 

A great advocate is someone who is willing to be proved wrong for the sake of what they know is right. And in the event that they are found wrong or unsuccessful, a great advocate doesn't forget the issue or charge. They continue to pass on their knowledge to others, they learn from one experience to speak on another, and they continue regardless of how many wrongs or rights they discover.
 

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Things I Wish I Didn't Need to Do

1. Making sure a place is accessible. I have often wondered what it is like to just know that I will be able to access everywhere I want to go. These days we have online resources like 'Yelp' that will say whether or not a place is accessible but sometimes they are not always accurate and it's best to call ahead. A few times I haven't been sure if a potential place of employment is accessible; when this happens I have either gone to the place myself to 'scope it out' or simply asked AFTER I have gotten the date for an interview.

2. Reassure that I am 'old enough' over the phone. For the gazillionth time NO, I am not 7 years old and no my parents are not around to give permission for me to speak with you. Besides, what 7 year old do you know will ask for parental permission to call a bank in regards to her account statement?

3. Hold up the bus or train. It is usually a rush hour and there are about a thousand pair of eyes silently yelling at me to hurry up because I need to get to Point A 10 min ago. Meanwhile the driver of the bus or train is fumbling with the machine that lowers the ramp, or trying to strap my wheelchair in securely. Believe me, I love going fast as much as the next rush hour city dweller, so if I could bypass all of that logistical hassle I would!

4. Be nervous when I crack my joints. This seems ridiculous and silly but it is what it is. It wasn't until about 2 years ago when I discovered that I could crack my back without winding up in a body cast! In a weird way I was excited and probably acted like a baby just realizing how to hold their own head up. But in a broader and more general sense, I wish I didn't need to be nervous about potential injury whenever I do something as simple as cracking my knuckles or taking a clumsy fall. There is no such thing as 'clumsy' in my world, there's either "I fractured" or "I was lucky that time.."


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Re-Defining Disability

Often I am asked how I explain my disability or what is it like to have a disability. It's times like those that I wish I could just utter the definition of what disability means and be done with it. But I know rambling off some definition I got from some other source would be an insult to myself and others; besides, I also know it would be too limited in scope, too simple. That's what I'll attempt to do here, define 'disability' on my own terms.

Since I live with a disability I've never looked up what it means in a dictionary. I already know what it means because I live with it, it's a part of my life. However, before I go reinventing the wheel it's important to know what already exists out there. So when I turned to Dictionary.com for a definition of disability (for the first time in my life) I found myself taking a few deep breaths as I read what it said. My immediate thought after reading the definition was what a superficial definition!! The word has a thousand more forms than just being a noun, plural and singular. And it is certainly much more than just the 'inability to do..', 'the condition of being unable to..' or 'an incapacity...' But it wasn't until I got to the part where it said Antonyms: 1. ability, capacity that I began to get angry, furious even at the blatant inaccuracies in word choice. Reading the antonyms made me angry because it seemed to insult my entire existence, my entire life, and the person that I am growing to be.
The way we define our words is a direct reflection of our society. Disability, like the terms race and and culture, is a socially constructed concept. How does society view disability? How is it treated? What is being done about it? The answers to these questions and others shapes how disability is defined. For the most part the society that I live in treats disability as a social obscurity and medical anomaly; it is seen as something that society seeks to provide aide for, or to benefit. Examples of this: This is an event to benefit kids with disabilities.. The school has Special Ed. classes for students with a learning disability.. or That's an organization that provides various services for those with a disability.. Needless to say, by and large, someone with a disability is usually equated with being the recipient of services - medical, social, government, or otherwise. After I thought about it, I realized no wonder why antonyms for the word 'disability' are: ability and capacity. 


But just because it's written that way doesn't make it right.

So I propose a mental shift. And not just in the way that we think of people with a disability. In order for a social mind shift to happen the change in perspective needs to affect everyone, but especially those in the majority of the population. In my two decades of living with a disability, I can boil its meaning down to one word: challenge. A disability means that I have something that challenges myself, and it challenges everyone that I come across in some way small or large. Instead of seeing myself as the recipient of help, services, aide, charity, etc. I see myself as offering an opportunity to challenge others and to continually be challenged myself. With that said, here is my personal working definition of disability -- something that I am sure will change as I learn more about myself..


dis·a·bil·i·ty 

1. a challenge a person may have been born with, or may have come by through an injury or accident, or other trauma 2. a state of being that is outside the norm, exceptional 3. an opportunity that welcomes challenges to expectations and standards 

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