Well, I'm using a cane, so what? So what if they shot me sitting in a wheelchair? That's life!
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I'm a full-time wheelchair user. And yet, given the right circumstances, I am able to work.
For me, the wheelchair symbolizes disability in a way a cane does not.
You can really do amazing things in a wheelchair. It's very dangerous if you don't know what you're doing, but you can even go up and down stairs in a wheelchair.
The people who criticise you will not be the ones taking care of your legs when you are in your wheelchair. People who never drove a car in these conditions, they just don't know.
I feel bad for people in wheelchairs and people who have to use crutches.
I still find it strange, I suppose, when I say to someone, 'Can you just pass me my leg?' But I don't ever think about my disability.
I want to be an old lady, with my cane, shouting, 'Action!' and 'Cut!'
If I got hit by a truck, I would want to go to hospital, but if something is bothering me I will see my naturopath.
I can't bear the thought of my mother having to push me around in a wheelchair. I'd rather die quickly.
My cane is now of me. I want it by my side. And I always will, even if one strange day I no longer need its support.