And so, Isla has this thing where she holds doors open for me. I don’t make her do it, she just does. On a recent family road trip, after a coffee run with friends, Isla was there at the door, on her mission. A stranger comes along and pulls the door wider. Isla stumbles back, but not that far, still looking at me. Takes up her space between me, the door, and the stranger. And then the stranger says to…
Accessibility Disability Life
He Doesn’t Peel My Grapes, And Other Accessibility Interestingness
16th January 2020
