Tuesday, 11 September 2012
By Johna Ferguson
I don’t know how much any of you know about the insect order Lepidoptera but for those not familiar with that word, I’m sure you all know about butterflies.
When I was in grade school, our teacher explained the various stages of the butterfly and I was mesmerized that the pupa could emerge from that ugly being into such a beautifully colored butterfly.
I’ve never forgotten that lesson and am still awed by the variety of colors on some butterflies' wings. Well, I experienced something akin of that last week. Just imagine the pupa all wrapped up and unable to move and then slowly emerging and stretching its wings for flight.
When I signed in to go into my gym the other day, I saw a friend’s name just above mine. I knew she and the woman she helps must be in the pool area and since I had a few minutes before my aerobics class, I decided to drop by and say hello. But there was no one there except one woman in a white swim cap swimming the crawl doing lengths of the pool.
Then my friend popped her head around the corner. She’d been out in the courtyard getting some fresh air. I asked her where her handicapped friend was and realized it was her doing all that vigorous swimming, back and forth.
To say the least, I was shocked for here was the older, bend-over, very arthritic woman who must use a walker swimming so freely and with good style I might add. It truly took me back to the day I discovered about butterflies.
This was equally as beautiful a sight to me, her purple swim suit cutting through the water just like a new butterfly through the air as though she had no handicap at all. It was truly amazing.
Therefore, I just had to write about it to let my delight be shared by others not only to let her know how happy I was for her to be so free from her encumbrances in that small pool, but to show others an insight into one woman’s determination to keep her body moving, no matter how big the problem.
I must say it was a very proud and enlightening moment for me.
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