So here's a question: tomorrow I'm taking my little boy to see the fireworks, on (horror of horror) my mobility scooter
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I've been every year now for a while, and it's really really hard, scary and a stark reminder of how different and vulnerable I am.
I'm afraid I don't recognize the description of a mobility scooter as a massive selfish tank. Yes they're heavy, but, this meme of 'scooters are weapons and they hurt poor innocent normal humans, baaaan them' well, it's not a true reflection on reality, and whether it's meant or not, it's ends up as way of putting disabled people back in their place.
I suspect one problem with scooters is they allow people to shape shift from one stereotype to another and people become uncomfortable about this. It also can feel like an essential safety barrier between you and the world, and I don't think some people like that evening out of status. Some people like their cripples safely strapped into a wheelchair where they belong.
Anyway to give an idea of how difficult my night will be, and why I may not be that genial if your behavior is making it worse.
HOW? I will find a place in the crowd where I can most safely be, which will be either somewhere near the front to avoid the crush (yes, the horror, near the front!), or far at the back a good distance from the back of the crowd as its too unsafe/ scary in the middle/ back due to other peopIle pushing and tripping over me... The back is among the trees so can't see the fireworks much, but at least people aren't trying to shove me out of the way.
MY CHILD: I'll sit DS on my knee, (which in turn will be on the offensive vehicle!) so he doesn't get trodden on by others who stumble around in the dark, see a 'gap' in the crowd which is what happens when you are sitting down whilst surrounded by standing people tossling, and those people will like last year bang into me, trip over me and gave my small child a bruised head by the same treatment. People also use the darkness to have a sneaky push to see if they can literally shove me to one side. They can get really pissed off if they can't move me like a supermarket trolley!
Or the cheeky bastards who lean on the back of my seat, prop their bags up on the back, or even try and wedge their bums on my arm rests or on the front. And then there are the teenagers & up who think it's hilarious to hang onto my chair and stand on the back or on a skate board, or the drunk people whojump out in front of me to make me stop suddenly or swerve into the mud, or just mock me. Soooo funny.
I won't go into detail, but the physical impact of this kind of stuff is massive. Kind of hard to 'be a good sport' when someone has injured you isn't it?
THE ALTERNATIVE: Of course, if I find I'm not brave enough, or well enough, I might ask for help, (or demand 'special treatment' depending on your attitude), instead of trying to endure, me and DS will be perhaps segregated away from the normal people having a good time together and I'll pretend I don't mind not being part of the crowd. Pretend to my child it's ok that he gets treated differently just because of his disabled mother.
So, go to a special entrance, which no one can direct you too, at a special time too probably, and be escorted to a roped off area and left there unable to go let my child ride on the rides there, and not be able to buy my child roasted chestnuts, or a light up wand etc, or meet his friends from school, or even go to the toilet. Then I have to leave either before the fireworks finish due to 'crowd control', or after everyone else has gone. but hey, I'm so damn lucky I was allowed to 'join in'.