The father only didn’t want to impose on his family, so, he’d not, enjoyed “shopping” from before, but since he’d become, “mobilized”, he’d, enjoyed it, a whole lot! Translated…
“Nah, you guys go ahead, I prefer to stay in the car”, my dad would always state, we’d assumed, that he’d not liked shopping, and habitually, we’d, left him in the car waiting.
“Hey, did you see dad?”, my older sister ran over to me. “No!”, I’d started looking for him in the racks, as I passed through the third row, my father caught us from the distance. He’d pressed the joystick on his wheelchair to before us, and told us where he’d gone, what he saw; the way his eyes lit up, it was, as if, he’d discovered, a brand new continent.
becoming mobilized in the elderly years, gaining that freedom to “roam” again…photo from online…
Because of cerebral palsy, my father’s leg muscles withered, and today was the very first time we’d taken him shopping at a wholesales mart. He was so happy, like a kid. Since my sister and I bought him the electric wheelchair, he could finally, venture out into the world. From before, he’d always walked with a cane, using the leg that wasn’t atrophied as bad to keep himself steady, he’d needed to, sway left and right, to move about. And, this sort of walking mannerisms, takes a lot of energies, and we’d felt uneasy, if he’d, walked too far off on his own, and we’d normally followed close right by. And so, dad always told us, “No need, you guys go shop, I like staying in the car.”
Seeing how agile my father moved about in his wheelchair, I saw that never-before joy on his face. Turns out, it wasn’t that he’d not liked shopping, it’s just that he didn’t want to impose on us.
And so, because this man is immobilized, he’d not wanted to trouble anybody to look after him, but, with a wheelchair, he’d, moved about freely now, and, gotten the chance, to enjoy doing things he’d always wanted to do before.
Life, the Obstacle Course 