Anyoneteachone

Are we warehousing our people? Institutions have been banned long ago but there is a subtle, ever so gentle push to contain, manage and control citizens who have similarities. These similarities are not physical but based on a much more pervasive demographic. These citizens are our seniors, the disabled and low income of our community. Senior housing, section 8, HUD housing and accessible complexes lure citizens by offering amenities specific to their needs. All fine and good but makes you wonder why the American culture is so dead set on categorizing its citizens. This categorization starts at the funding source itself. The qualifying criteria of government programs demands a label. I agree there are gated communities where people choose to live around their own peers of the same social status. That is fine and it is their choice. It is America and we are supposed to have freedom of choice. But here’s the disparity, the financially stable “choose” and the low income citizens “qua...

Last trip to Memphis for my granddaughter's treatment for leukemia at St. Jude’s Children's Hospital. Rain is pelting the windshield, wipers fighting the force of water and wind then spots of no rain at all. It is a symbolic example of our three year journey coming to a close. We pull into the parking lot of the Tri-Delta House where we have a room reserved for us. We see new people and the familiar ones still fighting and hoping for a cure. The next morning we arrive for the first of three MRI's and labs, CAT scans and psychological testing that takes up the entire day. Tomorrow is full of appointments also. Humidity is heavy and it bears down on already stressed out emotions. Parents walk around downtrodden. Eyes vacant, trying to follow directions like good little boys and girls in hopes that a reward of a miracle of life will happen for their child. Robotic migrations from clinic to clinic carrying the all-important daily schedule that can change at any moment and ...

The following essay was not written by me. it was written by my 16 year old granddaughter in 2015 whose strength and depth of character is way beyond her years. She was diagnosed with Leukemia and underwent 3 years of chemotherapy. It has an important message in it that inspires those who have had to deal with overwhelming trauma and survived. Hope you enjoy. “Raven I regret to tell you this, but you have Leukemia” These words shattered my world and turned it upside down. All I remember is my mom jumping in front of the doctor looking me in the eyes and telling me “Raven Listen to me You can beat this all you have to do is keep a good attitude!” my doctor tried to interrupt her but she put her hand up and said firmly that she needed to talk to her daughter. He smiled and walk out. My mom then looked back at me and kept telling me that as long as I didn't give up I would make it through. She said its 10% meds 90% attitude, and that sunk in because I still remember it like it wa...

Story telling is the common thread of humanity. We learn, bond, laugh, cry and live through stories. individuals with disabilities have amazing life stories of courage, strength and most importantly perseverance. Many of those stories will be posted on this blog including my own. This is how we all learn about living free with a disability through low and high technology, mobility options, accessibility to our community, inventive and cheap ways to create a environment that evolves our lives. Anyoneteachone is about playing it forward just like humanity has done since the dawn of time.

This new blog will be focused on disabilities through advocacy, new technology, empowerment, employment, entitlements and stories of those walking or riding this journey.

This new blog will be focused on disabilities through advocacy, new technology, empowerment, employment, entitlements and stories of those walking or riding this journey.

This new blog will be focused on disabilities through advocacy, new technology, empowerment, employment, entitlements and stories of those walking or riding this journey.