So I'm walking down the sidewalk with my 15 year old daughter, who uses a wheelchair most times because of a disability she was born with...but, she can walk limited distances and enjoys doing so when she can. You and your friends are walking up the same sidewalk and when you approach us, you decide to say some not very nice things about my daughter's appearance to your friends, loud enough for her to hear. You break out in laughter, she breaks out in tears. Congratulations, succeeded in making her cry....I would have shown you my gratitude then but 6 of you and 1 of me does not add up to fair. My mother raised fat kids, not stupid one's. So, if by chance you happen to read this and you want to meet....alone.....I can arrange a demonstration for you, so you can appreciate what it's like to try and walk with a disability. —Grow a pair...


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