In the news there was a story about a lady who stands 3 feet tall and weighs about 50 pounds. She somehow gave birth to a 1 foot baby boy, defying her doctor's prediction of dying during childbirth. There's a commercial about a 3 year old boy with leukemia. He went through numerous radiation treatments and takes multiple medications per day. His father constantly fights to keep him alive, much to the boy's visible exhaustion. At my school, two blind students have enrolled in the stenography curriculum. Most of the work and equipment are not blind-friendly, so the school is bending over backwards to please them and please us. Could it be that the handicapped are so obsessed with super-achieving that they are handicapping us in our appreciation of an enjoyable, average time here on Earth? If I was a lady midget, I wouldn't even want to get pregnant! Why make things hard for yourself AND your child? And if I had leukemia at 3, I would be insane from the treatments I was getting, but horrified to die. At that age, I would have no idea what death is like. But I hope his father would be open to his son wanting to quit this torture and find peace. However, what really made me write this post are the blind students. The curriculum is grueling enough for the sighted. I managed to thrive thanks to the instructor's attention. For that focus to be cut in half thanks to an ambitious blind person gives me mixed feelings. The school should realize it can't please everybody. It's good that there's handicapped ramps, parking spots, and railings, but I think this is just going too far. I'm impressed by the blind exploring new avenues, but from curriculum experience, I know they won't be able to do everything. Why can't they just rest at home and listen to Moby Dick on tape?