Project Report
| Aug 2, 2024
THE GENE OF INDEPENDENCE - Joanna
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PAY IT FORWARD - Joanna M
When I was born, doctors told my parents that I would be like a plant. That I won't even talk. That they should put me "somewhere" because I will be a burden to them.
My legs and arms are paralyzed. The fact that I can't walk and can't grab a lot of things has always been normal for me. So ordinary that for many years I didn't understand why others were surprised by it.
I was educated at home. I had to. The school building was full of "traps". There were no integration classes. My mother took me to school for games and other events. The children treated me well. They rarely visited me at home. When they realized I didn't have as many toys as they imagined. They thought that people were showering me with them to "sweeten" my illness. The doors to my flat almost didn't close only when kids were given grades for good behavior. I had so many guests from school then...
Mom puts me on the swing. I feel her warmth, smell and strong hands. I am among people... These are my first memories. My mother was my childhood. Wiping away tears of pain. Looking for more doctors and new forms of rehabilitation. Repeating the exercises with me thousands of times so I could learn to eat, read, write and speak on my own. It was my mother who taught me that my life depends only on me. It was her and Doctor Piotr.
I was 9 years old. Then I went to the first rehabilitation camp he organized. I remember, like it was today, the tents, the kitchen, the morning roll calls, the Doctor playing the guitar by the fire and his daughters Zuzanna and Olga - scouts helping the camp children. And I remember the rule: be independent in whatever you can!
I didn't finish high school. The only one which wanted me was far away. Doctor Piotr accepted me for Occupational Therapy Workshops. Then he set new challenges. For example, entering texts for the foundation's newspaper. I was typing it on a computer with one finger. For many hours. But I did it!
I said "yes". A dozen or so years later, the day after Zuzanna offered me a job at the PAY IT FORWARD Foundation. On the first day I was too surprised. Me? A person with such a major disability? No education? And what could I do for the Foundation? It quickly turned out that I had a lot of work to do.
I "caught up" on my education. Certificates from the training I completed thanks to the Foundation filled one wall of my room. Computer courses, courses on how to be an effective volunteer, how to actively look for a job, how to cooperate with children and young people. These are just a few of them.
I am a workaholic. Because my work is my passion. I don't "deal with papers", but I work through my smartphone. This is my "command center". I'm among people. I will go anywhere, I will arrange everything. Bus drivers, post office ladies, and city hall employees all know me. At the Foundation, I supervise order and the work of volunteers, I collect money, I write - by hand! – thanks and Christmas cards for donors. I also show guests around the Foundation's office.
I "tamed" my disability. Although there are a few things I need help with. And no, I am not ashamed of my illness. I talk about it honestly and openly. I prefer questions rather than pitying looks. There's no point in feeling sorry for me.
My name is JOANNA
I am a volunteer specialist and administrative employee.
I have cerebral palsy
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I am an INDEPENDENT PERSON.
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PAY IT FORWARD - Joanna M