My Life

On the year of 2012, my sister had drove me up to a camp that is in Vermont called zeno mountain farm.  Four hours later when me and my sister had arrived at Zeno mountain farm all of the campers and counsellors were in the water and I had to only sit in the water while everybody else was swimming and putting their heads in to the water I have to just sit in the water if I decided to swim the counsellor would take me out of the water when that is not right and not really fair either because I deserve to have some fun at camp to why didn"t they offer me a big long rubber noodle to swim with or offer me a life vest. At camp through the days when I were at camp they had letted me get up from my wheelchair so that I could walk holding on to my four prong cane for a few minutes.  But when I were holding on to my for prong cane with my strong left hand trying to walk three or four counsellors was holding on to my weak right shoulder now that could through me all of balance and when I would lean forwards another person ward press on my chest to make me stand up and when I would say could I show you how I walk and no one would lisson to me that made me feel bad.  Later at eight o"clock at night all of the campers went to sleep in their own cabins.  Each cabin have eight, nine, or ten campers and counsellor sleeping on dubble bunck beds.  At night time I would have to use the bathroom bad and I will stand up to see if my counsellor was in his bed sleep and he wouldn"t he would be out some where.  Meanwhile I have to go very, very, bad and I wasn"t about to go in my underwear so I had got in my wheelchair that were parked nexted to me bed and the brakes was locked too and I had stood up from my bed and I sat down in my wheelchair and I would wheel my wheelchair to the bathroom and the bathroom was not that wide at all.  When I had wheeled to the bathroom in my wheelchair I would park my wheelchair and lock my brakes too and then I would stand up to grab on to the sink that were scrood to the left side wall in the bathroom and I would stand for a minute to grab on to the grab bar that was also scrood to the right side wall in the bathroom and after I had went to the bath room I had sat gentlly in my wheelchair and then I had wheeled back to my bed and I had lock my brakes too then I had stood up to get in my bed to go to sleep.  The next morning after breakfest time me and some campers and counsellors rode in the great big long bus there to a activity which was horse back riding but they were not going to let me ride no horse and that was not right either and my counsellor was there too.  He had said to me George, I had heard that you had been getting out of bed to go to the bathroom by yourself is this true I had said yes and he had said to me please do not do it again.  I would had like to say why wasn"t you in you bed when I had to go bad?  Now if you got to go you got to go no matter if you are able bodied or disabled you have the right to go to the bath room and if I got to go to the bathroom I am going to go to the bathroom.  A few days had went by until a counsellor had drove me back from Vermont.  A few hours last the counsellors parked at a parking lot in New Hampshire to wait for my mother to drive up.  While we were waiting I had to go to the bathroom bad.  So I had grabbed my four prong cane with my very, very, strong left hand and the guy had grabbed my right shoulder and when I had asked him to watch me walking with your hand off of my shoulder he did not listen to me.  Until we  walked in the bathroom that was in the great big wide store then I had fell right on my but later I had said will you help me up he had said ok but then I had said could you just watch me walk by myself please.  Later he had letted me walk by myself and I had walk pretty good by myself and do you know that I did not fall either because I had concertrated that is why I had walked so good that day.  I wished they had letted me walk by myself during camp like I had done that day but they didn't.