Nicki Conway1978 to 1983InformationI
didn't get much out of my time at TDS, not educationally at any rate. The school
had changed from being the grammar school of the Spastics Society, into being
the comprehensive school and I was put in the low achievers The
therapists took me off my foot controlled possum typewriter and made me use an
ordinary typewriter with a head attachment. I don't know why the therapists
thought it was not "socially
acceptable" to use your feet, or whatever you could use most effectively.
This has always baffled me. I
remember feeling left out when my piers were being trained to be independent. I
longed to go to the Cooper hut with a group of girls and be
"independent" like other students. I have discovered as time has gone
by that independence is a state of mind and not what you can physically do. When
I finally left school, in 1983, I went into residential care at The Princess
Marina Centre, near Beaconsfield in Bucks, about thirty miles from London. So
there I was, a 18 year old kid, severely disabled with an active mind fresh out
of school. The world was my oyster, but what was I supposed to do? I
had no examinations, was frustrated because I couldn't express myself in writing
due the head attachment.. I
reverted back to using my feet to type. I had had a brief glimpse of an Apple
computer (with the MAC Apple program running) before leaving school, and I knew
that I could make full use of computers in my life. The
typing teacher at TDS, Mrs. McCaskal, saw how frustrated I was and decided to
give me a little help secretly. So
I hope she reads this little article. An
uncle had left my sisters and I £1,000 each in his will, so I decided that I
would buy myself an Apple Computer.. I
remember the first sentence I ever wrote on the screen, "Hooray, my mouth
has been unzipped"! I
have never shut up since... I
had the opportunity to do the gold Duke of Edinburgh's award. I could now write
relatively quickly, so did creative writing for my skills section. Not
having had much formal education at school, I had to have a lot of help with
spelling and of course my grammar was non-existent. But I really enjoyed making
up stories, and it was such a thrill when I finished a story. I
didn't have any concessions with the skills, I did them all. Obviously
I had to have a few adaptations to accommodate my limited physical abilities but
I did more intellectual things. The
Duke of Edinburgh's Award took me 3 years to complete. In
March 1986 I moved out of Cedar over to Gib house, which was a separate building
and was suppose to prepare you for the outside world. Gibb House held ten people
and we had to organise our meals and book our care, and we I
was in Gibb house for 3 years and then I moved into a bedsit, still in PMC. This
was a little more independence. After
doing the Duke of Edinburgh's Award, I realized that I could study and started
at Amersham college of FE in 1989. I did my English language GCSE and the
following year took my Psychology GCSE. I
also did my GCSE in Art through the local high school - I got grade A. The tutor
at Princess Marina Centre thought I ought to get some formal education as my art
was good. I
had been applying for somewhere to live in the St Albans area, as this was where
my Mum lived. I wanted a place of my own but I was in a catch 22 situation, the
council wouldn't give me a place until the care was sorted out and I couldn't
get care until I had a place. In the end I wrote to the Director of Housing and
within a month was offered 2 flats. I decided to wait for this flat in London
Colney to be built, and so I moved out of residential care in March 1992. It
was strange being on my own. It was a new life, and really scary. I had been in
residential care since I was 7 and there was so much I had to learn. For
instance, I had never encounter real bitchiness.
If I had a problem with a member of staff, I could go to the seniors and
get help.. Not so in my own place, I had to face the consequences. I
decided to carry on with my education and went to Oaklands college, in St Albans
and did my English Literature GCSE and then English Literature A' level. This
took three years 92-95 and I wore myself out. At
the same time I upgraded my computer to a Cameleon computer. I had to raise
money for it. After
a break from studying for 3 years, I applied to do an Open university
undergraduate course. I got on the Introduction to the Humanities course, but
found it too much physically so decided to quit in favour of my health. I
have also had three art exhibitions of my own and I am in the process of trying to
get some children's stories published. EMail: nix@nconway.fsnet.co.uk |