Author Archives: Bryce Schaufelburger

Stranger: Four of Five

Image description: A drawing of a shirt becoming yellow from a dark brown. I had just done a workshop for self advocates that was difficult, emotionally draining, and, paradoxically wonderfully rewarding. I was tired. I sat in the lobby of the hotel while Joe went up to get the car keys to take me out […]

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Invisibility: The Cure

Image description: A Tim’s card with the words ‘great coffee’ above and ‘cures invisibility’ below. On each side of the care is the word ‘Magic’ surrounded by pink fairy dust She was sitting in the sun, resting her back on the base of a streetlamp. Her hat was in front of her with a few […]

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The Time of Her Life

Image description: A clock face with the 12, 3, 6 and 9, diving the face. Between 12 and three the word ‘congregate’ is writting in red and underlined with the words ‘for your own good’ written in lavender. between 3 and 6 the word ‘segregate’ is written in red and underlined and in purple below […]

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Stranger: Three of Five

The presentation was over. It had gone well. I’d enjoyed the audience and the audience had seemed to enjoy my presentation style. I was packing up, getting things ready to go back into my wheelchair bag or into my briefcase, a few people had asked questions afterwards but the room was nearly empty now. Then, […]

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A Different Coming Out

Sometimes there is a depth of sadness that comes with disability that is frighteningly deep. I felt it today coming home from meeting with and speaking to wonderful people up in Owen Sound. We were driving up Church Street and there’s a place that I would desperately like to go. If you don’t mind I’m […]

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“I really don’t mind,” she said.

We were in a real hurry, Joe had picked me up from work, rushed me home, and because we were so pressed for time, we changed our routine. Normally, Joe comes in with me, helps me into the apartment and then goes and parks the car. I am so much stronger now because of the […]

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Stranger: Two of Five

I arrived just after it had started. It was near 30 years ago and out and out protests with and for the disability community were new to me. I’d marched in other marches, but never one like this. We were in front of the Ontario Legislature and we were really, really loud. We were there […]

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Stranger: One of Five

  Image description: Guest illustrators drew two pictures of a young man wearing a pink triangle. The pictures are signed by Ruby and by Sadie. I had moved to Toronto for several reasons. Chief amongst those was that I wanted the anonymity of a large city. Being the fat kid in a small town for […]

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Communities Supporting Communities

  Some of you are aware that Vita Community Living Services is taking part in the Communities Supporting Communities fundraiser for Choices of Fort McMurray. Choices supports people with intellectual disabilities and, because of the horrific fire a few weeks ago, services have been disrupted, people with disabilities dislodged from their homes and scattered around […]

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Home again, Home again

We are home. There is an indescrible sense of relief when we come home. Even though we had wonderful times, met terrific people, did work that we believed in and, bonus, snuck in a holiday, home is home. Our van was stuffed full of stuff, it’s a rental and it had to be cleaned out […]

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