Qian Hongyan was just four when she lost both her legs. A speeding trucker left her for dead as she crossed the main road in her village of Zhuangshang in southern China.
For nearly two years Qian was immobile as she didn’t even have enough of her body left to sit up in a wheelchair. Doctors said her only hope of being able to move by herself again would be extensive surgery to allow her to be fitted with prosthetic limbs.Her parents couldn’t afford this treatment.
Qian’s granddad Yuan came up with a simple but effective treatment to get her moving again. He took a basketball the village boys had discarded and cut a hole just big enough for tiny Qian to fit into, padded the inside with stiff floor mats from his car, then propped her up inside. All of a sudden Qian was able to stabilize herself and was able to by move herself by rolling the ball in any direction she wanted. She supported herself using wooden handles.
From that day on Qian would not be stopped by any obstacle. She went back to school, started to play with her friends again, and started to get back the life of any girl her age. She began professional swimming training in 2007 and defied the odds of her double amputation to become one of the first members of the Yunnan Youth Swimming Club.
She won three gold medals in last year’s Yunnan Para Games and took a gold and two silver medals at the National Swimming Championship for the Disabled (Under 18) in 2009 before continuing impressively at this year’s Para Games.
I should have added this in the original post but after attention in the Chinese press, Qian traveled to Beijing to receive free artificial limbs at the China Rehabilitation Research Center, a center that has been providing help to the disabled in China for over 20 years. At 18 years old she is ready for her full adult prosthetics.
this lion really got eyelashes
this lion is prettier than i am
You can’t escape followers, i’ve already glued the door shut
Nice try followers, but I replaced all the glass with rubber.
Too late followers, I’ve already cloooggged all the toooiiiiillleeeetttts
Never will I get over the fact that this kiss was NOT SCRIPTED!!!!!
Chasing Fog, Old Logging Roads
I’ve never been much for ‘no trespassing’ signs. Honestly it feels more like I’m being taunted than anything else when I come across one. The property bordering Camp Navarro is owned by a logging company that, for all my snooping, doesn’t appear to have used this land in at least five years. The roads are in very bad shape (that’s saying a lot for logging roads) and the forest is having it’s usual last laugh by slowly reclaiming the ground.
So, with no sign of anyone having patrolled these off-limits roads and it being 6am on a Sunday I headed out on what turned out to be almost a completely vertical hike. I’m the first one to damn the logging companies and the culture that created them, but that said these roads did leave me impressed that anything could even get up their steepness to bring trees down. Especially trees as tall and heavy as these. Now redwoods, when they get to be that certain hugeness, stop getting the water they need from the ground and begin relying on the fog that surrounds them. It’s one of those wonderful evolutions that makes ecosystems so specific to location and makes me incredibly grateful that this beauty can’t be found just anywhere.
Oh and it is beautiful. At a certain point in elevation- and like I have no clue what that might be as I gave up on caring about outdoor recreation data a long time ago, but anyway at one point I had hiked far enough up that I was also now in the fog. Normally as I climb higher I start feeling the enormity of where I am and what I’m just a small, temporary part of, but this day the fog trapped me in it’s tiny, grey world. Myself, a few other trees, and the road immediately in front of me are all that existed. You could draw some deep meaning out of this, I’m sure, but unless you’re a philosopher who hikes (if you ever meet a philosopher who doesn’t hike you should question their legitimacy immediately) you’re probably more inclined to just look around with a big, dumb smile on your face, take some pictures, and remark on how cool it looks.
As I did.
me: what’s for dinner?
her: *spreads her legs*
so, did you not cook or ….. cause popeyes closes at 10 and i need to leave now if i’m gon make it.
One day you’ll kiss someone and know those are the lips you want to kiss for the rest of your life.