Though intimate profiles of 16 American citizens who are disabled in some way--
either physically, mentally or even emotionally--WE'RE THE PEOPLE, TOO (Tales
from America's Largest Minority) intends to challenge the reader to get to know and
engage his or her citizen peers--peers who just happen to be disabled.
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WE'RE THE PEOPLE, TOO: Tales from America's Largest Minority is a friendly
attempt to enlighten and challenge not only Americans in that minority--the 54
million Americans with disabilities--but perhaps more importantly, citizens who
are not disabled.
Here are tales of sixteen fighters and survivors--from the retired schoolmarm in
Montana, to the wheelchair-tennis champ in Texas, from the feminist poet in
California, to the MTV video producer in New York--all U.S. citizens who have various
physical or mental disabilities. Each story looks at an individual and his or her
respective disability, considering the particular situation from various angles--social,
economic, political and, of course, personal.
There are practical reasons for embracing this largest minority--again, for reasons
personal, economic and political. WE'RE THE PEOPLE, TOO intends to challenge
the American citizen (and any non-Americans interested) to not only learn, but to be
motivated toward engaging their peers--peers who just happen to be disabled.
[from Chapter 1]
"Mommy, Mommy!" cried the blond-haired, little girl. Mary had been picked up from the daycare center by Mommy and Daddy who had just gotten off work.
"Shhh--" Mommy and Daddy were busy discussing their respective woes of the day.
"But Mommy . . . but Daddy, I saw the man with the funny legs--they looked like screwdrivers an-an-and hammers--fall out of the sky--"
"Shhh! Mommy and Daddy are tired. Now we'll be home in a minute. Just sit quietly."
So the subject of screwdrivers and hammers was dropped, then forgotten--until the next morning at breakfast. Daddy picked up the morning newspaper. There on the front page was a brightly colored photograph of a handsome, jump-suited gentleman named Dana gracefully suspended from glider-style parachute, his feet poised to touch down in the middle of a street--HOLD THE PHONE! those feet were attached to two legs that looked suspiciously mechanical. Just below was another photograph captioned, "Children from local daycare center wait for the arrival of Dana Bowman . . ." And in the center of the photo sat Mary.
"See I told you. His legs look just like screwdrivers."
Daddy looked up from his newspaper, "A-an-and . . . hammers."
In fact, the skydiver with two prosthetic legs had come to town for the local ADA (Americans with Disabilities Act) Festival, a celebration of the signing of the 1990 Act of Congress by the president...