So, do you remember that New Year’s Resolution list I’ve been living my life by for the past ten months? Well, I think I’ve nailed it in two weeks flat. There’s a lot I can’t publicise yet, but bits I can. And if you don’t know the list I’m referring to, click here.
Yorkshire Wildlife Park, with the help of some amazing friends, made me very happy a couple of weeks ago, when I sat and had my lunch with the giraffes. I ate my doughnuts; they ate their tree branches. They didn’t drop a single leaf; I spread sugar around the Park. They are seven-foot and then some; I come up to their knees. We’re like chalk and cheese, but whilst everyone else was partying it up at Lincoln Pride, I think I died and went to Heaven.
Anyway, the experience with the giraffes spurred me on to go and get myself the perfect job. I’m always so nervous in interviews, but this time I wasn’t. I wanted the position of Lincolnshire Young Voices Co-Chair so much that subconsciously, I wasn’t taking “no” for an answer. I wheeled in, spoke at a million miles an hour about how Young Voices is, in my mind, revolutionary for young disabled people across the County and further afield. No joke, I really think it is. I’ve been part of several disability participation groups over the years, but never quite understood their purpose. Young Voices does what it says on the tin. It’s a platform for all young disabled voices to be heard and valued. We work to collaborate and critique services available to people with Special Educational Needs and Disabilities with their opinions at the core of everything we do. We’re not trying to change the world in a day because that’s impossible, but we are trying to inspire change in the world. If you want to read more about what we do, check out my portfolio.
Unfortunately, that’s all I can disclose for now. It’s safe to say the rest involves me talking and writing a lot more, so you’ll probably be sick of the sound of my voice and the tap of my keyboard, if you’re not already. Honestly, though, it’s been somewhat of a surreal yet phenomenal whirlwind which has left me not quite knowing what day of the week it is, what my name is or what the hell I’m supposed to be doing. But then, what’s new! Do you ever get the feeling that the life you’re living isn’t yours and that any minute someone’s going to tell you to get off the stage?