My Bulmon Birth Disability

When you are told your whole life that you are incapable of doing something, it is easy to comply and give up. But I for one, am not someone who likes to take the easy way out.
Perseverance: a characteristic and talent that can be hard to acquire. I have acquired and learned perseverance throughout my seventeen short years. Being born two and a half months premature and just over two pounds, is a reason enough to be extra careful and conscientious, but not for me. I did not let this “handicap” keep me from going out and living life to its full potential. Yes, the troubles I dealt with at birth, did transpire into life­long struggles of mine, but why let those struggles define me?
When I tell people I was born so small, and with cataracts because of it, a common response is: But don’t only old people get cataracts? I sigh and continue to tell them the story of my uncommon birth defect. They start to ask the same questions over and over again about how does it affect my everyday life with sports, school, driving,
But I do not take “no” for an answer. Shortly after my recovery from surgery, I re­enrolled in soccer, softball, and tennis. All three of which involve fast moving balls. You could say I am disobedient and stubborn, but in reality, I am a girl who doesn’t want the things that I can’t change about myself to define me. Of course it took some getting used to, I swung at a lot of balls that were not even close to me. But I stuck it out. I stuck it out through years of countless other eye surgeries. Eventually, I became a multiple time varsity letter winner, first­team regular season conference champ, and conference tournament runner up for tennis. It was hard, and a lot of work and surgeries just to become a seventeen year old girl who has the vision of an 87 year old. But I did