I'm teaching a #dishist course this term. I'm anxious and scared about teaching for all the pandemic reasons (and desperately hoping we make the switch to remote through spring break). Nevertheless, this is the course I needed when I was dx with a disability at 19. 1/4
Almost a decade later I now get to introduce students to disability history. To help disabled students reclaim their past. To teach others how to be informed allies. To talk about the precedence of ableist policies. And hopefully to dream of a less ableist future. 2/4
Things are not good at all. But I'm finally becoming the person I needed in undergrad. I'm not a great teacher, I'm still really struggling to adjust to teaching in a high stress situation, but I'm here and I'm trying. 3/4
The ability to do so, when so many of my disabled colleagues have been forced out of the academy, feels like a blessing and a curse all at once. I want us all to make it, and be safe, and valued in our jobs. For now I'm going to try to enact change in the classroom. 4/4
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