I spent the first hour of this event as a ‘volunteer,’ in which I helped set up tables and shade tents while I talked to other volunteers and staff of the Center. I also brought my sister along with me to help out too. When the race officially started we stood at a forked point in the race and pointed people in the right direction. When our help was no longer needed we ran the 5K along with everybody else.
What I Learned About Abilities:
What was truly neat about this event is that it was difficult to distinguish those with disabilities from those without disabilities. There were those who had physical characteristics that made their disabilities more visible, such as odd walking patterns or unusual proportions, but only a few …show more content…
Because of scheduling factors, we arranged that I would observe the Monday after Spring Break from the end of lunch to the end of the day. As I was not ‘cleared’ to volunteer, I simply observed in two of Mrs. Rose’s SPED classes. Both of these classes, she informed me, were of kids with ADHD and/or Autism. The first class, Mrs. Rose helped students individually to work on their history assignments while the paraprofessional took some of the class to a different room to work on math homework. She informed me that the students go to general ed classes and then spend a period a day in her room where she gives them extra help to complete the work. The second class functioned the same way, except that they had earned a pizza party, so I instead observed …show more content…
This injury caused damage to his frontal lobe. It is rare that people survive this specific injury, but he recovered surprisingly well. He has a wife and two sons, ages twelve and nine. With the support of his family he was able to regain a life as normal as possible. However, there are many places where the injury left him less able than he was before. Recently, he and his family visited my family and stayed with us for a night. This let me observe how life is different with a TBI and how those differences can be adapted for.
Carl and his family are extremely open about this new disability and joke around about it a lot. This openness and humor serves as a therapy for coping with the changes. Carl now has a hard time following directions or performing tasks that require multiple steps. He’d often stand in one spot, trying to talk to himself to brainstorm what he was meant to be doing. If he was hopelessly confused, he’d wait for his wife, Susan, to provide him with a reminder. I noticed that this self-talk was extremely helpful to him. He also had a hard time with connecting locations. We’d go out to lunch and he wouldn’t be able to tell us how to get back to our house. He told us that he had a problem with wandering. He’d get a bug to walk, leave his house, and walk aimlessly. His family had to monitor him to be sure he wouldn’t get lost. He also didn’t like