In this paper I will be talking about my life as a survivor, and the way I have defied the gloomy expectations of some of the doctors.
My mother was told, when I was about three, that I would never sit, stand, walk or talk and that I was blind, deaf and 'mental'. She was told to sign some forms to put me in a home. Instead, she looked after me all her life, though Dad could never accept me as the daughter he had dreamed of.
I was soon known as 'the girl on the tricycle' because Mother had bought me a tricycle, sat me on it, and tied me on. Away we went and if I hadn't had that tricycle I believe I would never have walked or done anything. It meant that I could go to the local council school which I loved - the foulest weather would never keep me away from school. I went everywhere and did most of the things that every other child did … up hill, down dale, across the common, I was there on my trike.
I was made to leave school at 14 and go to a special college where I got nowhere fast until my mother bought me a typewriter. Then I was taught to weave and this changed my life. I bought a loom and used it for over 40 years in my own workshop at home.
After many years, we moved to Milton Keynes which is the nearest thing to heaven for all disabled people. I am having the time of my life.
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