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Sunday, 24 May 2015

My small world

There are plenty of times that you are reminded of how small the world is. I've been lucky enough to encounter a few of these of late thanks to embarking on further study.

The first was when I posted a few questions to a forum and received amazing help from a random stranger in the shape of detailed explanations. I was beyond grateful that I was able to find someone willing to explain what I was struggling to understand. I was over the moon to then find out that this person who was a random stranger to me,  living in a different town even, was in fact a friend of one of my closest friends. What a small world we live in!

The most recent reminded of how small my world is came this morning, again through my study. Writing a research proposal is tricky at the best of times, and even though I know exactly what I want to research, the nitty gritty of research design is something new to me. Thankfully I've found a PhD buddy who is traveling the same enrollment path as I am.

We were talking this morning about our projects and where we want to go when we have finished. We talking about using our new found qualifications to travel the world and I had to inform him of a rather unpleasant barrier that keeps my world small.

In order to travel anywhere internationally we would need to, and want to, take our children. In applying for work, study or even residency visas, we will undoubtedly face barriers because of Imogen's Down syndrome and Graves disease. Geographically, my world is likely to be very small. I know my own government has a rather disgusting attitude towards skilled professionals who have children with a diagnosis or disability. I've seen it happen

Over
and
over
and
over again.

I have know this barrier existed for a long time. What surprised me this morning was that my PhD buddy didn't know about it. The world I experience and live in seemed very small all of a sudden. Do I just know about these things because I'm attuned to the world of disability? Is it because this is the bandwagon that I've jumped on and my friends all have their own? I have friends who are passionate about cancer, others childhood diabetes.  I would like to think that I'm aware of their contexts, but maybe I'm just as ignorant about theirs as they are about mine.

Maybe we need to talk about how small our worlds are to make them bigger.


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