Let Your Hair Down

     In my hometown of Pembroke, Mass., there is a carnival that is sponsored by the Historical Society that is held every year.  On May 30th, I attended with my family.  I have been going to this carnival for as long as I can remember. When growing up in little town suburbia, these events are a big deal.  My mom had always made sure that I was able to ride the amusement rides and I could take full advantage of the fair, just like my peers.  One of the adaptations that my Mom used to make was to make sure that someone rode along with me on the rides, bracing my body so I would not get injured or fall out.  It was a fun experience going back, wearing my crown and sash because it is always important to remember where you came from to get where your headed.  I got to ride on the carousel and although I may have looked a little strange wearing my tiara, it was nice to be able to be a role model for these kids and show them that despite being a wheelchair user, I can let my hair down and now that I am older, I may not have needed someone to brace me while riding in the sleigh, but I can still have as much fun as when I was five. Until next time, Advocate, Educate, and Empower.