Fighting the Ultimate Battle
Once upon a time, my brother and I played at fighting great battles. We chose our weapons carefully; his sword was wooden, mine plastic. Our arena was the driveway. His chariot was an electric wheelchair, mine was a scooter. We clashed and spun, and both died several times over. We were equal warrio...
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Published in | The Exceptional parent Vol. 30; no. 2; p. 92 |
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Format | Magazine Article |
Language | English |
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Boston
TCA EP World LLC
01.02.2000
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