Last month my English Professor assigned this heartwarming and inspirational narrative essay for our class to read and write up a short analysis on. I found Mairs’s writing honest, accessible, and moving. I look forward to reading more of her work. I’ll leave a link to the essay at the bottom of the page for your reading pleasure.
Here’s the assigned writing prompt:
What are the reasons that Nancy Mairs gives for preferring the word “cripple” to define her condition ? Why, after choosing to define herself as a cripple, does she say on page 88 that she hates being a cripple and that if fills her with “self-loathing”? Explain this in light of her assertion on page 89 that, “like many women, I have always had an uneasy relationship with my body.”
Last week in Medical Anthropology class, I was assigned a reading that introduced me to biomedicine. It was a short and informative read that touched on the history of biomedicine, which included Rene Descartes and the Enlightenment movement. I found Descartes’s ideas really interesting.
The article also included some criticisms of biomedicine from the sociology community. They made great points, especially regarding biomedicine’s narrow approach to health. Really had me nodding my head in agreement… until this: “Sociologists argue that all illness is socially constructed.” C’mon sociologists! We ain’t playing Monopoly here.
Well, where else to start but from the beginning. Here goes.
I’m Sheldon, but prefer to go by S.E., although no one I know actually calls me that. I figured I’d use a pen name like J.K. or R.R. as I begin my quest to become a writer.
I grew up on a small island country in the Pacific called the Republic of Palau, population just over 18,000. It’s a great place to grow up for many reasons, including year-round tropical weather and a tight-knit community, among other things.