Prejudice and Pride


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By Katie Haigh

ISBN: 978-1-84991-840-4
Published: 2012
Pages: 24
Key Themes: Mental Health, Poetry, Anxiety, Depression, Hypermobility

About the Author

Katie Haigh was born on the 29th August 1981. She is from Heywood, Lancashire. Although Katie has struggled with a range of physical and mental
health problems since her early teenage years, she has managed to cope with raising a family. School life
was hard as she struggled with dyslexia. She also developed an eating disorder, which brought further
problems of anxiety and depression.
At the age of fourteen, Katie was diagnosed with Hypermobility (hyper extensive muscle syndrome) which
causes pain and further anxiety. Also around this time, a diagnosis of Sherman’s disease (inflammation of
discs in the spine)was made.
Katie has used creative writing as an outlet for her range of conditions. She uses her poetry to help other
people to understand how it feels, or to see they are not alone. She hopes people will the world through new

Book Extract

A Day on the Street of a Mobility Scooter

It was supposed to make life easier.
Give me more freedom,
Less pain.
When it arrived
I had such hope,
Knowing I would no longer feel trapped.

The day had started quite simply.
Reversing out of the garage,
I reached the road.
My heart dropped.
The crossing further up wasn’t lowered.
So I had to cross at a dangerous point,
Timing it with fast moving traffic.

When I finally crossed,
My bubble soon burst
When I reached the Morrison’s crossing.
Getting to the middle was easy,
But the curb on the last bit wasn’t low.
So I had to travel up the road
Fearing my Scooter and traffic would collide.

Once on the path
My relief was short lived.
Heading towards me were a couple and child,
Hand in hand taking up every inch of path.
I tried with frustration to pass them,
But was greeted with irritated scowls.
They wanted me to fly over!
Now that’s impossible to do.

Finally I reached the revolving doors and
Waited until my path was clear.
Yet as I set off
A lady jumped in my path,
And someone with a trolley behind.
Manoeuvring in such a small space
Isn’t easy to do.
I ended up bashing her heels.
I hadn’t meant to.
Yet annoyance niggled;
If only they’d left my path clear.
Inside the supermarket
You’d expect it be easy.
The problems weren’t over yet.

First up was dodging disgruntled shoppers
Trolleys overflowing from their shop.
Second, the bakery counter so high
I had to shout what I wanted
Catch my bag of pies and sausage rolls.
Thirdly the little tots,
Whom I tried not to bash as they ran.
They toddled unsupervised
While parents chat oblivious.
The aisles are actually wide enough,
Until baskets brimming with merchandise are added.
To make us want to buy, buy, buy.
But I couldn’t’t get past, past, past.
So I have to reverse
Into angry mutterings;
People wishing I simply wasn’t there.

Check out was relatively easy,
With helpful staff serving my needs.

But then it’s time for the journey home,
Either against traffic or the long way ‘round.
Heading back down Bamford Road,
Crossing at the same risky point,
Parking up in the garage.
Feeling frazzled, stressed out.
Not in the least pain free.
It was supposed to make life easier.
It’s a shame the outside world disagrees.


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