* Elyarne
* A Lesson Learnt
* Despite being of very white heritage, I have seen my share of diversity and consider myself diverse in my own right.
I am an Australian. I grew up thinking I understood diversity and equality. I live in a land of mixed cultures. I have always tried my best to treat others equally. I have often complained when others do not do the same to me. You see, I am physically disabled. I have a brachial plexus injury or BPI, the specific injury that has led to my erbs palsy. This means my right shoulder got stuck as I was being born, the doctor pulled too hard and I ended up with a snapped collar bone and damaged nerves. Though bones heal, nerves do not. As a result, I have limited movement in my right arm. Now I have recovered almost all of my movement, but I still cannot move my arm in certain directions and I get shoulder pain often. I wear a special sleeve made by Second Skin - made to help straighten my arm - every day, which is the only thing that shows less observant people I have a problem.
Despite all this, I never truly understood diversity or equality until early last year when at the age of fourteen I became mentally ill. I am not comfortable revealing the nature of my illness, and it is irrelevant to the story besides. Anyways, I was admitted to hospital involuntarily under the Mental Health Act. I was kept there unwillingly for several weeks, and then stayed there voluntarily for longer - leading to a total hospital stay of two months.
Over those two months I was locked in a ward with other mentally ill adolescents. They were a truly diverse group. None of them had exactly the same problems as another. They were often from different cultural backgrounds, of different sexual orientations, and of different ages. I often did not get along with them, mostly due to my illness and theirs, but also because of my own prejudices towards them I had not realised I had. I believed myself above them, for they had malfunctioning brains and I, to my mind, did not.
As my health improved, I realised something. They were all just
people. They were all unique, with personalities that were entirely their own - not that of their various problems or backgrounds. They were and are my equals. They are
your equals.
The only reason this group of people have been so set apart from others is their health. This is beyond their control! Do not consider an ill or disabled person to be less capable of strength. A person is more than their health. Likewise, a person is more than their race, their sexual preference, their appearance. We are all people, and all people are equals.
Life throws challenges at you to teach you what you need to learn. These are the things I have learnt through adversity, and I feel more comfortable within myself now that have gone through all that. It is true I have a lot to learn yet, but I now feel ready for what comes.