Think about it… nobody wants to be in the wrong. Nobody wants fault associated with them. Think about all those times you give that mirror one last check before leaving the house. Just to make sure that you are okay. When people stare at you from across the street just because you are different and you can’t help it because it’s how you were created. Quoting from one abled differently person she says that disability is a club anyone can join. You never know, so, tread carefully and mind what your tongue lashes out at.
You stare and move hastily away from the blind, crippled, persons living with albinism; you give way along the streets not because you care but because you don’t want anything to do with them. You absolutely want nothing to do with them.
You hastily drop some few coins in that begging bowl and walk away with a contented heart of your generous nature and start counting how many blessings the heavens have in store for you. You glorify yourself to be better off than that person who looks the other way and walks away.
What good can mere coins do to you?
On your two feet you push, tag a sleeve here and shove your way into a bus to get home. Think about what happens to that beggar who can’t even escape the scorching sun and has to wait for someone to do it for them and you merely drop some few coins and walk away with a self- satisfied smile of what a good Christian you are.
Why do you treat us differently when we were born in the same hospital, by the same parent, by the same midwife only that fate turned out differently for me? We schooled together used to kick the ball together but that fateful evening I got hit by a speeding matatu that took off to heavens knows where. I got bouts of malaria as a kid that left me paralysed. I was born okay but somewhere along my childhood I fell from a tall tree while playing hide and seek. I was saved from a burning house. I was saved from a grisly accident. Here I am grateful for life.
But you still don’t appreciate my existence and go ahead and thank God that you are not like me. How grateful you are that you can walk, see, hear and feel your way around. Go ahead and thank your God but remember I still thank him too because I am still alive and thank him for YOU because I see, walk, hear and talk through you!
