On my way home from the Birch Street Nursing Home last Saturday, I passed a small festival. I decided to go in and check it out. I learned from a nice woman in a wheelchair that the festival was celebrating National Disability Independence Day. I had never heard of that day. After the festival, I started to feel bad that I didn't do anything special for Mr. Pearlman, who is blind, and Mrs. Macmillan, who is deaf. So today at the Birch Street Nursing Home, I decided to celebrate a week late. We played some games. Mr. Pearlman won Name That Tune, and Mrs. Macmillan won the obstacle race. The other patients enjoyed the fruit punch and cookies.
