Re-entering the World with a Smile
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How the seemingly weakest are the most heroic
She gets out of the cab with my help. Her aide already unbuckled her seatbelt. I grab her book bag, she swings her right leg, clunky with a hard plastic AFO on it, and her left leg swiftly follows. I’m distressed because her teacher had texted saying Emily was teary most of the day. This was after the text to let me know Emily complained of a stomach-ache…