The story I am going to narrate is about cerabral palsy, or poliomyelitis which consequently became my life partner during 11 years since my early childhood.
The first things coming to my mind about my childhood years would be dirty hospital rooms, doctors working there, painful treatments and eternal despair. Even though the physical pain I’d endured started to fade away from my mind after a while, the disease-caused hardships and miserable memories are still alongside me.
“Polio” is the mirrors reflecting my soul – mirrors that reflecting on myself.
Ehtiram Jabi
