I have been privileged to grow up with my wonderful Great- Uncle Glenn. He is almost seventy-two years old and has a developmental disability. He did not grow up in a world that understood his capabilities, so a few years after sampling all the world had to offer (high school), he stopped talking and being independent. My mom grew up with a man who sat in the corner and said, "Hi, Bye, Nice." At age fifty-five, he started developmental therapy. He flourished. He started talking again and called himself "A New Glenn." He wanted more. He needed more. To me, equality means recognizing that other body over there is a living, breathing, person who wants things, needs things, and can do so many things. If we recognize this, then we can help them achieve these opportunities. They will change the world.
I am a soon to be graduate of BYU-Idaho with a degree in Art. I am twenty-two years old. I have worked at a developmental disabilities agency for the past four and a half years. I hope to someday become an art therapist and work with individuals with disabilities.