Holding onto my teddy bear,
I grasp, as the big automatic doors open,
Looking around as I see jungle animals on the wall,
A receptionist’s desk I sit down next to an empty seat in the corner
Look at all the toys and think, wow, all these toys are for me
As the brown door opens, a nurse wearing heart-patterned scrubs approaches me and says my name.
Reality kicks in. I am not the normal little girl that I think I am.
I’m in something called a wheelchair because I can’t walk and have to wear braces on my feet with pink straps.
I don’t know what’s wrong with me, but I know I’m different from most
I can still play with Barbies and have a little laugh and still get a bit sad,
I can still play on the playground and swing on the swings. It may take me a while.
But I’ll get to where I need to be
I can still be your best friend, but you may have to push me around with your hands if I get too weak.
I still have a favorite color just like you and that is pink
I still like vegetables, especially carrots with ranch
I still like to play kickball and run around the bases in my wheelchair so don’t be afraid to ever ask me to come and play.
I still like to watch funny movies, and I hate scary ones because they make me jump
I’m just like you the only difference I’m a little girl that uses a wheelchair to get around from place to place and I don’t understand why just yet, but I hope that one day I could understand, but for now I’ll just simply be Tylia
Tylia L. Flores is a twenty-seven-year-old born with SpasticCerebral Palsy. Despite her condition that affects her mobility, she does not allow it to affect her will and determination to make a difference in the world. Through her many life challenges and obstacles, she discovered her passion for writing. Tylia’s goal in life is to share her stories with the world. In doing so, she hopes to help others with disabilities realize that they, too, have the potential to make their dreams come true. Tylia is not only an author. She's a radio show personality and disability activist.