There is a particular group of people whom I would like to address today, and these are the ones who aren’t able-bodied. Even if you don’t fit into that category, please read on.
Recently, I came to know of a little boy – barely a year old – who had been diagnosed with a neuromuscular disease. Ever since then, thoughts have been creeping into my mind of the things I would like to tell him, to prepare him for what is to come and what he must face. But my advice doesn’t apply to him alone, and I realized that there are so many more people I would like to share what I have to say with.
The doctors give long names to what they say we have; names that we supposed to carry around with us, but all they do is make it easier to get around. They don’t define us. It’s how we face the extra obstacles that count; whether or not we put on a brace face to get through it. And at the end of the day, that’s the only thing to do. That’s one thing I’ve learned so far, which is when life throws you on a bumpy road, buckle up for the ride, and try to see the best of every view, even when it isn’t easy. Doing so is an art everyone is trying to master.
In Malaysia, accessibility is still a problem for the disabled. For example, we could do with a lot more wheelchair ramps. More importantly, understanding is needed, because it will cause a snowball effect for change in creating amenities. We are a developing country; one that is trying to change for the better. So, we must fight for our country to be more accessible to the disabled, to help them reach their full potential. We can do that by proving what we already know, which is that we are people with a voice to be heard, who can contribute to society in a positive manner, and make a big difference.