I’ve always got so sucked into TV and films it’s probably why I studied it at University. It doesn’t matter what my ability is, telly transports me to another world, teaches me about new things.
I’ve grown up in a television age, as a kid I loved watching shows like The Crystal Maze, The Generation Game, and Blind Date. I can vividly remember, lying on the floor kicking my legs, like I was running for my life and taking part as a contestant on The Crystal Maze every week. My Dad would lie me out on the floor, and watch as I’d kick so hard with excitement I’d end up directly under the telly.
I have been known to watch a game of Football, and get so carried away that my legs behave on there own, kicking like David Beckham on form as a player approaches the goal. I have no control over it, it’s like the nerves signal in my brain have been switched on and my crippled legs will now work, and not only work, but win the world cup.
But then there’s reality shows, TV execs love a programme that revolves round a ‘Journey and Improvement’. These programmes make me envious of a self improvement I will never really achieve,
You see the ‘Reality show’ is not reality to me, the reality show to me, is nothing more than fantasy, leaving me longing for that something missing in my life that I will never get.
Dancing, Ice Skating, Singing, I can do none of them. You see the normal view of reality is nothing but a fantasy to me.
Sure I can dance, but every move I master originates from my elbows and makes me look like drunk Aunt May at a family gathering. I can remember the first time I ever saw my best friend busting a few moves at a party; he also dances from his elbows. I was so over joyed to see this; I have tried to get him to dance at every party since.
Watching the Girls being twirled, round in their sparkly frocks and lifted above the heads of a strong looking dancer. My legs, kick and I start to think how nice it would be to go ‘fancy dancing’. Preferably with someone I fancy…
I will never go ‘Fancy Dancing’ though, I mean I could go dancing but I don’t want to go dancing in my wheelchair, I want to leave it behind. Something which in the best will in the world will never happen. Partly because, my legs are, quite frankly useless and partly because I have no talent at all
I can’t act, sing, dance, or skate. I recently applied for Deal or No Deal, because it requires no skill or talent to win, and I still didn’t get through.
I think that is the epitome of ‘no talent’
I’ll just sit this one out and hold your coat while you try a fox trot….
You have all the tools to live my dream. I hope you realize just how lucky you are?
