I had to be honest, I was deadly curious about what they would look and feel like. It wasn't every day you got to see and touch the latest in prosthetics. Still, I felt ashamed even approaching the building, going so far as to check to see if anyone I knew was around before tapping on the automatic door opener. I just didn't need to deal with giving anyone false hope. I was never going to get any of these things. Ever. But if friends or family knew I was even coming to see them, well, I'd never hear the end of it.
They wanted the best for me, I knew that. How could they not? My mother and father and siblings had watched all of my struggles and issues growing up and they had seen how hard it was for me out here in the world, a world that
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"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have intruded like that. I just recognized you from your mother's description..."
“Seriously? I would have thought you'd get a lot of wheelchair and scooter users in here. It is what you do after all. I'm impressed that we don't all 'look the same to you," I joked stupidly. Lackey did not laugh. "Your hair," he said, and the license plate on your scooter. That's how I figured it out.”
“I’m sorry. I’m just frustrated that my mother chose to consult you on this before even telling me. We’ve had the same argument over and over for more than a year. It’s driving me crazy. No offense doctor, but I have no desire to have this surgery.”
I could see that he was trying not to look personally offended, which amused me. “Don’t tell me I’m the first person you’ve met who turned down your pretty additions to the human body?”
“Well, yes. The ones who don’t want it don’t usually show up at my office to inspect the goods. So tell me. Why is it that you won’t get the
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It’s not, you’re right. But the fact of the matter is the prosthetic takes a lot of money to make, Hannah. We cannot give it away for free. Sure we could donate our time, but we start with one then what? People will come out of the woodwork.”
He wasn’t wrong. I knew that much. But the very thing so many people need was so out of reach.
“All you’re doing is creating a new lower class of citizen. It’s not enough that the poor keep getting poorer. soon they will be the only ones left with mobility difficulties. Does that bother you?”
“Of course it bothers me. But I’n not the decision maker you seem to think I am, Hannah. Precision Technologies makes the prosthetics and decided the price, not me.”
I understood that, and said as much. But the fact of the matter was that it didn’t change anything. The prosthetics were segregation the poor people with disabilities had no way to fight. Who was gonna fight for them? Sure maybe her refusal to have the surgery was wildly ineffective, but maybe, just maybe, it would make someone think about the people who couldn’t afford the surgery.
“I just can’t do it, doctor. My conscience won’t let me.”
“I can’t say I understand, Ms. Cross, but I respect your decision. You know where to find me if you should change your
Nancy Mairs, author of this passage, who has multiple sclerosis talks about herself and her decisions on why she calls herself a “cripple.” While she does this, she also criticizes words like “handicapped” and “disabled.” She tells a small story and her views on certain things while also explaining the reasoning behind calling herself a “cripple.” Mairs conveys why she is a cripple in her mind through her tone, word choice, and passage structure. Mairs your in this passage is calm at first but as she gets more into a sensitive topic, for her, she begins to be much more upset.
In lines 8-9 she explains on how people show more discomfort and discontent to the word “cripple” more than other words such as “handicapped” or “disabled”. Mairs starts to discuss about how she might like the feeling people get when they hear the word ”cripple”. She states in lines 10-12 that “I want them to see me as a tough customer, one to whom
She explains her aversion to these three terms to further develop her reasoning behind choosing the term “cripple”. She begins her final paragraph with the declarative statement: “Whatever you call me, I remain crippled.” She explains that the goal sought after by these less blunt terms is not met. The terms “Disabled”, “handicapped”, and “differently abled” all aim to describe Mair’s condition in a gentler way than “cripple”, yet Mair points out the reality that these gentle terms do nothing to change the reality of her
cripple. The first line is “I am a cripple” which is pretty straightforward, and the matter-of-fact
Nancy Mairs is the author of the controversial essay On Being a Cripple. Here, she writes of her experiences dealing with the degenerative disease, Multiple Sclerosis, on a daily basis as well as her preferences on the proper terms are for what to call a person who is disabilities. Although she uses the term crippled to describe herself, she believes that no one should use it to describe another. Her argument, though it stands on unstable grounds, is effective in bringing attention in sharing one point of view of what the correct terminologies to call people with disabilities are. On Being a Cripple also has a second purpose that is raising awareness for Multiple Sclerosis. Mairs’s uses many generalizations that are overall untrue and
Someone who is crippled often receives pity and sympathy from others, but do cripples always want this? In this passage entitled “On Being a Cripple,” Nancy Mairs uses interesting word choice, repetition, and a sarcastic tone to touch upon a subject that most mature non-crippled Americans are not entirely comfortable with; using the so widely feared word “cripple” instead of the common “handicapped” or “disabled” to be polite or politically correct. Elaborating to a society, so infatuated with being politically correct, that using a word considered derogatory to most may be necessary according to exact definition is Mairs’s purpose in writing this passage.
In Nancy Mairs essay “On Being a Cripple” she describes her life as a cripple, and how people treated her differently from others. She openly calls herself a cripple, while others may not like the word. She opens her life up to us to help give an understanding of what people with disabilities go through. She talks about how society describes crippled people as handicapped or disabled people who need help with everything. She compares her own views against those of society.
In the essay, Nancy Mairs presents her unorthodox way of viewing herself and others that live with a disability. She discusses the reasons for referring to herself, a girl born with Multiple Sclerosis, as a cripple, even though the rest of society may not. Throughout the essay, Mairs uses rhetorical devices such as diction and tone to clearly get her beliefs across. Nancy Mairs’, frank and vehement tone, shows her welcoming of the word cripple and its accuracy in defining her in the essay, “I Am A Cripple.” Nancy Mairs, throughout the essay, uses diction in the form of euphemisms and the straightforwardness of her vocabulary.
I’m not, for instance, Ms. MS, a walking, talking embodiment of a chronic incurable degenerative disease.” Along with her catalog, Mairs uses empirical knowledge, within the paragraph and quote, to explain her first-hand account of being normal whilst being
She identifies as “a cripple”, saying “I choose this word to name me.” She states that she recognizes the uncomfortable feeling it inflicts on all people, proposing that “perhaps I want them to wince.” These statements criticize the stigma around disabilities, and their blunt tone emphasizes the benefits of a “straightforward and precise” nature to labels. In this passage from paragraphs two to four, Mairs explains the true meaning of the words (i.e. “disabled”, “handicapped”, and “differently abled”) abled and disabled people use to identify those with disabilities. She continues to discuss these terms and includes her blunt opinion – it is typically against the use of these labels for their lack of “accuracy with which [they] describe [her] condition.” This shows the abled audience why the stigma surrounding disabilities should be removed because they would not understand her perspective as a disabled person without that explanation. On the other hand, her blunt tone and language is used to convince disabled readers to agree with her message: “I refuse to pretend that the only difference between [abled people] and [disabled people] are the various ordinary ones that distinguish any one person from another.” Both of the effects of Mairs’s blunt tone work to achieve her goal of acceptance of disabled people, but they differ in order to be most effective for their targeted
In Nancy Mairs short story, “On Being a Cripple”, she reflects on her life handling her disability of Multiple Sclerosis (MS) and how it has changed different aspects of her existence. She defines herself as a cripple despite the negative connotations the word may have. Over the past ten years, Mairs has had her MS slowly progress as her body deteriorates. She sees her life as fairly average, but seemingly small tasks have become difficult to her and has required help from her family. Despite their support, Mairs still fears that people's kindness is out of pity. The stigma around physical disfigurement and being crippled causes added suffering to her life. Although the disease dictates much of her existence,
In her essay, Mairs describes how society uses different terms to describe people’s appearance such as disabled, handicapped, and cripple. She claims that society’s poor use of language and meaning has resulted in the way society thinks on the terms disabled, handicapped, and cripple. An example of this is when Mairs uses the word cripple as she claims that people wince at the word when they hear it. She says the word makes her appear as a tough customer as she is want to been seen as someone who can face the harsh reality of her condition. Mairs argues “Society is no readier to accept crippledness than to accept death, war, sex, sweat, or wrinkles”(Mairs p.241) which states that society isn’t willing to acknowledge people with disabilities as they are put at a disadvantage. She also states that society doesn’t want to acknowledge the fact that a disability could potentially be worse than death as she uses her own experience to show her audience that the evil of humanity is not only death. She claims that society doesn’t take the issues of disabilities seriously as they treat those with disabilities differently rather than acknowledging them for who they are.
Mairs and Walker both have similar stories as they both struggled with self-loathing due to their disability. For example, as a child Walker recalls being interested at staring at other people. She always liked how people stared back and admired her as the cute little girl, however, six years after her accident she still refused to raise her head. Walker was so ashamed of her scar that she avoided any and all eye contact. Mairs also faced self-loathing issues, yet she embraced her hate for her disability to inspire other people through her writing and her speeches. Mairs admits that she often accepts her attacks of self-loathing. She points out that today’s magazines display the “perfect” woman as a young, beautiful, athletic lady, but, these women are never considered a cripple.
In Nancy Mairs ' "On Being a Cripple," she deliberates the relationship between the English Language, American Society, and her struggle with multiple sclerosis (MS). Mairs criticizes people for wincing at the word "cripple," and using terms like “differently abled,” because they lack reality and accuracy. She equivalents society’s inability to accept crippledness with death, war, sex, sweat, and wrinkles. Through the usage of ethos, pathos, logos and other rhetorical devices, she effectively tells her story and proves that there is power in words, from which she could come to terms with a new fact of her identity, and to accept the incurability of her disease.
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