CLOSING DATE FOR ENTRIES 31st OCTOBER 2020
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VIRGIN MEDIA are joint sponsors of “My Disabled World”
A LIST OF OUR NOMINATED CHARITIES SO FAR
MS (twice); Cancer Research (twice); Rutherford School; Crohn’s & Colitis; British Heart Foundation (twice); SCOPE (four times); Revialize; Shekinah; Versus Arthritis (twice); WWF; Alzheimer’s Society; AMAZE (three times); Sutton Nightwatch; Stepping Stone Theatre for Mental Health (twice); BRAKE; MIND (Eight times); Children’s Hospice South West (Little Harbour); Independent Lives; SSAFA; MNDA; Bob Champion Cancer Charity; Popsy Charity; Invest in ME; NCBI; The Humane Society; Dementia Care; Headway UK; Heart of Darts; Rights of Women (twice); Complex PTSD; NASS (Eleven times); FSH Muscular Dystrophy; Mencap; Teach Us Too; Simon Community Glasgow; Action on Hearing Loss; Spinal Injuries Association (twice); Bay Area Lyme Foundation; KEEN Oxford; The Parasol Project; Caudwell LymeCo (SIX times); White Lodge; Zetta; Help For Heroes ; Retina UK; Horses helping People; RSPCA; Dogs Trust; Jim Cronin Memorial Fund; Daft As A Brush; Smile Train Africa; Share A Star; The Dystonia Society: Bendrigg Trust; PHAB; Spondylitis Association of America; Pets As Therapy (six times); Teenage Cancer Trust; Warwickshire Vision Support; Arthur Rank Hospice; Synolos Social Enterprise; Royal Society for the Blind (Adelaide); CAROUSEL; The Baton; Scottish Autism; Autism Family Support (Oxford); Princess Alexandra Eye Pavilion; Dyspraxia Foundation UK; Whizz-Kidz; Warwick Rethink and M.U.S.T Hostel.
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Disabled and Normal
I’m so glad that your back to your normal self…
What does this statement of “normal” mean to you or I?
I find this insulting; when (or if) your health fluctuates.
Some people may interpret this as your not being “normal.”
Would life be simpler if you did not have the physical, mental or developmental differences?
I suppose that these challenges that mean you are not “normal” add to the rich tapestry of your life.
Everyone has challenges.
Although some individuals have more challenges than other people!
Would I change my life – to be defined as normal?
Free from the physical, mental or developmental disabilities?
Having a single disability has been a challenge.
It has made me stronger and given me better empathy to do my job.
Do I share that I have a disability?
Am I complicit in being embarrassed of having this disability.
I suppose; I don’t share my disability or “abnormality” with everyone.
Why?
The potential stigma and stereotypes that are faced by having a physical, mental or developmental differences.
Definitely does not encourage me to share my own personal information with others.
Having worked with a wide range of disabilities I shouldn’t be embarrassed.
However hearing colleagues discuss individuals with a variety of disabilities in a not always positive light.
Definitely does not instil me with faith and confidence.
To say “Look – I have a disability.”
Am I proud of having a physical, mental or developmental disability?
Recently I do feel defined by this disability, every minutia closely examined.
What does normal mean?
Can you say your “normal” just because you are free from disabilities?
What does disability mean to you or I?
Are you dissing my abilities?
Poem submitted by Izzy Scott whose favourite charity is Pets As Therapy
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The Hostel
I arrived with no place to stay. The hostel took me in. With a lot of care and support We sorted my problems out one by one. Restored contact with love ones and meet again. A lot of hard work I was soon on my way. I got into a bit of bother. Helped to find a safe place to stay. With the support from sail Ì maintain my life in my home. For which I am grateful for as my dreams come true and unfolds.
Poem submitted by Coraine Baveresbi whose favourity charity is M.U.S.T Hostel
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Let’s Rewind
tomorrow is going to be a good day!
Normality
If only I was faking
If only it was put on
If only I felt fully able
I’m seen to be just flaking
Invisibility
If only I was faking
If only it was put on
If only it was believable
The income I am forsaking
Agility
If only I was faking
If only it was put on
If only I could stay stable
Excuses now in the making
Fragility
If only I was faking
If only it was put on
If only it was living a fable
The leaves that need raking
Capability
If only I was faking
If only it was put on
If only energy was tap-able
My daughter loves baking
Reliability
If only I was faking
If only it was put on
If only I could be dependable
So much time I’m taking
Stability
If only I was faking
If only it was put on
If only I was unstoppable
My independence is breaking
Spirituality
If only I was faking
If only it was put on
If only my mind was infallible
My whole being is aching
Individuality
If only I was faking
If only it was put on
If only fear wasn’t palpable
Seeking help has me quaking
Flexibility
If only I was faking
If only it was put on
If only I was more durable
The rigidity is snaking
Mobility
If only I was faking
If only it was put on
If only I was not so vulnerable
My strength I am mistaking
The strength that I am mistaking
As the pain is not only when waking
I am capable, visible and spiritual,
Creative, sociable and an individual
It’s now an altered path that I’m taking
Poem submitted by Aroona Murphy whose favourite charity is NASS
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Depression is a monster
Depression is a monster It’s hidden in those bullies That destroys both heart and soul. Who torture and demean, It tortures without mercy Who use their words like weapons And consumes its victims whole To destroy all self esteem.
It cripples and disables, It’s fuelled by those substances, Making life too hard to cope. That are used to help escape. It can make each day a nightmare From that endless pain depression brings And leave a person without hope. And that unbearable heartache.
Some people feel this sadness It can cause someone to just give up, From the time that they are young, To lose all strength to fight. And believe that they are different It can annihilate one’s very soul And can’t be loved by anyone. And make them take their life.
It’s reinforced by parents Yes, depression is a vulture Too depressed themselves to care That will make anyone its prey. For that child they’re supposed to love, There is no one who deserves it, But instead forget is there. And there is no one to blame.
Depression can be nurtured We don’t need to make a judgement, Through violence and neglect But we need to be aware And fists used only to degrade That those who suffer through this pain And words used to reject. Just need the world to care.
Poem submitted by Charlie Gillespie whose favourite charity is MIND
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