A-Z Disability Challenge | R : The “R” Word

When it comes to society, words can be popular among the different generations. In the 1960-70’s, the thing was “groovy” at least, I think it was! I’m basing this off what I saw on Scooby-Doo! Currently the word that everybody uses is “bougie” which I still haven’t learned how to use or figured out what it even means! This isn’t the first time this has happened so don’t feel so bad for me.

Usually the “in” words are innocent like this, but some are not. What everybody doesn’t understand is that there is a medical term that is running around causing havoc among the disability community. Something tells me that may already know what it is, but for those who don’t, it the “r” word. Retard in all forms.

It is sad reality when a word like this has the power to degrade so many people at one time without anyone’s knowledge. This is one of the issues of today’s society is that it’s become so popular that these young kids probably don’t even know what it actually means, much less care about it anyways! The adults are even worse, because sometimes it’s like a cuss word they say on a daily basis and can’t stop themselves from saying it. However, these reasons are even good excuses for anyone that has some sort of disability.

I wasn’t too familiar of the meaning or the history of it when I first started to notice it around. I’m not for sure how I found out about it, that memory has been stripped away, but I remember the impact was big, because I am a huge advocate to erase it from the public.

For a time, both my mom and sister said the word a lot. My mom is a nurse, so it was used to describe a few of her patients, whereas my sister was a teenager and it would just fly out of her mouth left and right. The fact that I was able to be enough inspiration (there’s another word I hate!) to get them to stop using it for good. My sister has even been telling other people around the two of us to not say it either and sometimes we get good response, so that’s a positive sign!

Unfortunately, I don’t think it’ll ever go away completely. It’ll still show up on films and the medical world will probably still continue to use it, but hopefully with this post maybe you’ll understand that even though something is in that you have to follow suit. You don’t. There are tons of others that can take its place. You can be popular in another crowd, and even respect people like me with not speaking about it again. Do you think you can do this?

How To Substitute For A Swear Word

WARNING: Language

It’s strange how times have changed. We were taught as kids, growing up, hearing the words of others. If you had family members that talked with big words or cussed like a sailor, there was a big chance that a child under the age 10 was already saying one of those words. You would do everything in your power to make sure they knew not to say it, but for certain members were making them say it against your own will because for them it was hilarious! I have a story like this that’s similar and unfortunately, it’s about me. When I was younger, I would roll around, I hadn’t mastered the art of scooting on my butt so rolling was my source of getting to room to room. Well, according to my mom I had rolled myself into the kitchen, put my feet up on refrigerator and said “fuck it, fuck it, fuck it.” I was about four years old at this time and everybody in my family thought it was hilarious. The bad part about it is that it’s still a big story to tell amongst family and friends. In other words, I’ve gotten quite comfortable hearing it even though I have no memory of it. Thank god!

I was obsessed with words, I have always been that way! As long as they were small words I liked them. When I was in school I was in speech until I hit high school. I’ve been trying to figure out what I had trouble with, but I’m thinking it was the “R‘s” and quite frankly they’re still a damn challenge to get through. I can’t say the name “Jeremy” for the life of me. Anyways, in school kids were saying different words that mocked the swear words that your parents and elders practically banned you from saying in public. Well, I started in that trend switching the words “shoot” and “darn” from their normal formats. When I got into middle school that whole thing went straight to hell. Sorry, but it did! I didn’t like the words that everybody was saying, when my cousin was saying them I would tell her parents and then she’d get into trouble and then she’d get mad at me afterwards. Well, during my final year in middle school, I finally asked my mom if I could say the swear words. She told me I could but only with my friends and with her. The only word I was NOT allowed to say was any form of the “F” word. Unless it was in a song. My dad never knew I was swearing until that unfortunate text in 2010. That’s another story for another day.

After I graduated from high school and stopped hanging out with my friends, I started to realize how I wasn’t cussing as much as I used to. It was weird for me to realize this because I was noticing I wasn’t using the little words that you say when something goes wrong. Now I do say them on accident, but they just slip so fast out of my mouth that sometimes I can’t stop myself. Nowadays, I hardly say a cuss word unless it’s in a song and I basically have kept the “F” in lockdown after all these years. When I was in school, my sister was like I was to my cousin, she did not like the fact I was cussing and now it’s kind of funny that one year away from home and she had no filter whatsoever. She had finally joined in our family. I had the trait of clever comebacks and being smartass and she talks like a sailor. I have decided to share this because I wanted to show you how to stop cussing altogether. If you cuss in inappropriate  times and want to stop, this might be your dream guide. At least I hope it does!

To start you out, you need to change your words into similar words that would mean the same thing. So in other words, having those old words you used as a kid that your parents allowed you to use, work the easiest and you tend to use them more overtime. Trust me, this is what happened with me.

Shoot + Crap = Shit
Dang (it) + Darn (it) = Damn (it)
Freak + Fudge = Fuck
Freaking + Fricking = Fucking

Now we get onto the one word that everybody in my family tries not to use and that’s the “gd” word, this is only word that nobody says and if you do everybody calls you out on it. So finding ways to stop saying that one is a bit more difficult I’ve found with everybody. Between this word and the “F” word, they are the most common words used. I only use two words to save me from using it.

You can use “Jiminy Crickets” as the substitute easily because it’s two words and so it’s easier to release out of your mouth whenever you’re angry or frustrated.
The second word I use is “God Bless America” and I think the only reason why I have a habit of using this is because it has the word “God” in it and it’s not that big of a deal with your say it out in public. If you don’t live in America, you could insert any place you live. I tend to use this one the most out of the two, plus I use both sayings for the words “shit” and “damn” but only on occasions. Depending on what my mouth says first.

The Word Is Perspective.

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I think I am obsessed with words. I think I always have, but mostly with the words that I can pronounce. I am not the best speller, never have I been one either. Also, whenever I see a word, a long one at that, there’s about a 50% chance that will never be able to say or sound it out. I just freeze up and stumble on myself. Sometimes I look over at people to get some help and they’ll just give me that look and say, “sound it out” trust me that doesn’t help me either. It just makes me want to cry in front of everybody because what might be a simple word to everybody else is a freaking disaster to me. One of those words that I didn’t know how to spell or pronounce when I was little, was this word. There are a lot of ways this word could be spelled wrong with a young person like me who has these issues with learning words. I’m going to be honest, it has been in the past year I have been able to spell it and say it right. It took me two decades but I finally got it!

If you are wondering why my last two banners I’ve had for this blog has included this word on them, is because this word means a lot to me. The definition for perspective is a particular attitude toward or way of regarding something, or in simpler terms: a point of viewIf you’re talking about art, it means something a little bit different. Anyways, this word means a lot to me because you can look at anything you want and find a different perspective in it. To give you an example, in my life I’ve had to go through some struggles and had obstacles along the way, but I’ve been guided through this life very well and throughout my years of being this way, using my toes to tape instead of my fingers, and doing other things that my sister or anybody for that matter can do has created another perspective in me that I didn’t see before. And I’m being totally honest here too! I have a habit of thinking that I am a burden to people, but lately I’ve realized that the reason why I don’t go out with my friends anymore isn’t any of my friends, parents, or my fault. If you were taking me to the movies, you would have to take a push wheelchair, stuff that in your trunk, carry me into the car, strap me in because I can’t do it myself, and getting out is the same way but backwards. It’s nothing to be ashamed about, but if you’re looking at my perspective you can understand my view of everything. Now that I’ve got a learning perspective of how everything works, it doesn’t bother me as much. I still get sad, but I know everybody’s got other friends, their lives, and that’s not our fault; that’s a good thing honestly!

I think we are so in tune with our thinking that we can’t see the other side of our thinking. We think our minds are telling us the truth and we instantly believe it. It’s not always true. I’ve had that trouble too, but lately I’ve noticed that I’m getting better at giving myself some credit. On Saturday, I was trying to sing to this song and it has some pretty big high notes. I’ve been trying to work on my range and I think I’ve been getting better. Before I started noticing the change, I practiced with this song and I would always get some discouraged with it. I would just give up with it. Well, on this day after a few months of not listening to it at all. I tried to sing along with it and those high notes are still an issue, but I’m proud to say that I can do some of them. My breathing is what’s getting me the most. Anyways, after it ended I remember saying out loud, “well that sucked, but I’ll get it.” I didn’t go back to that little depressed shell and instead I just say “I’ll get it.” So the perspective view on this, that I’m choosing to see myself doing better and actually hitting those notes soon. If you give up on something, I think everybody should look at it in a different way beforehand. It could’ve been worse. You can always work at it and make it better. You’re mind is putting lies in your head and you’re believing every word they say. My mind can say whatever it wants, but I can feel it in my heart that I’ll get it one of these days.

Trifextra: The First Time I Saw

It’s been a while since I’ve actually done anything related to Trifecta. I was on Twitter a little bit ago and saw a few of the other people I follow back and they posted their little entries. This week its Trifextra and it was a little difficult for me. I’m a little rusty after taking some time off doing any counting of words. One thing that I wasn’t expecting to do was count not only the words in my story but also the syllables as well. So everything has to be a single syllable and I’ve got to say, this will probably one of the worst ones you will read, but at least I tried it out. They gave you the first few words and then you had to continue on and you should have 38 in all. You would think having a number like “38” would be a good thing. Eh, no, but thank God for the word count button on Microsoft Word or there would be no way in hell, I’d ever be able to do any of these at all. So I hope you enjoy it!

“The first time I saw the flames rise up to the sky. I heard the screams from the crowd, they cried for what they were to leave in the past. Was it a dream? Where was their hero?”