Revenge On My Feet Chapter 26
When the internship ended, half of the first cohort received full-time offers.
Those who didn’t weren’t given complete assessment feedback and fresh referral opportunities.
The foundation decided to keep the program running.
Yvonne handed me a new appointment letter.
“WU is setting up a permanent accessibility career project team.”
“I recommended you as the director.”
I didn’t sign right away.
“Because I’m disabled?”
“Because you negotiated the budget, set the standards, and carried the first phase through to the end.”
Yvonne folded her arms.
“And if you don’t do a good job, I’ll replace you.”
I laughed.
“Then I accept.”
As the pen met the paper, I thought of the five-year contract I had almost turned down.
This time, I wasn’t staying for anyone else.
I simply liked the work.
The following spring, the career program held an information session at my old university.
The venue was the same auditorium as before.
A staff member asked whether I wanted to switch locations.
“This place might make you uncomfortable.”
I looked at the steps leading up to the stage.
“No, this is fine.”
The school had added a ramp beside the stairs.
Backstage, the hallways had been widened, too.
Maybe none of those changes had been made because of me.
I looked at the steps leading up to the stage.
“No, this is fine.”
The school had added a ramp beside the stairs.
Backstage, the hallways had been widened, too.
Maybe none of those changes had been made because of me.
But they meant that the people who came after me wouldn’t have to ask anyone for help just to get on stage.