Heather
Monday, March 30th, 2009A couple of days ago I instructed a developmentally disabled girl named Heather. Though Heather is close to 40 yrs old, she has the maturity of an 8 yr old. She is the happiest student I have ever taught, and perhaps the most joyful person I’ve ever met. She is also full of love. In two hours with Heather I met more people on Mammoth Mountain than in the entire six weeks I’d been here previously. She ran (and skied) up to strangers and told them she loved them. She threw her arms around all of the men she saw and said, “Hi Cutie, are you married?” If their reply was “No.” she informed them that they were her boyfriend. She told the lift operators that she loved them and insisted on trying to squeeze in hugs before the lift-chair rounded the corner to scoop us up. She sang the entire way up the chairlift and as she skied back down. At first I was concerned how people would react to a stranger running up to them, professing love for them, and hugging them (boundary violations?). But I was inspired by the warmth with which people responded. In the Disabled Sports office I heard a few people commenting that it hardly seems like a disability to go through life being ecstatically happy and full of love.





