Weakness

Yesterday, I saw the original Terminator movie in all its '80s cheesiness. One of the things I hated most about it was that Sarah Connor was weak. She had no emotional strength for most of the movie. I understand historical artifacts need to be viewed from the perspective of the time, but women could fight in the '80s! She was so subservient and babyish that I actually started yelling at her when she did another thing to prove it. AT the end of the movie, Dad remarked that I would like her much better in the second movie. I'm guessing he's right from what I've heard. (I still haven't seen T2.)

Today, at camp, there was an "adaptive sports" camp at the rec center. (This is a nice way of saying it's for disabled kids.) We were going to go play a few games with them, and to level the playing field, we had to be in wheelchairs. So we got in the wheelchairs and promptly were very bad at moving in them. We practiced for a while, and then played Sharks & Minnows. (I wasn't playing, because we were two wheelchairs short.) When we started playing soccer, I traded out and found that moving in a wheelchair takes a good deal of practice. (It's also a really good arm workout.) It made me think about how it's really hard to respect what people confined to a wheelchair have to put up with until you've actually been in one for a while. These kids were leaving us in the dust when we didn't have the benefit of legs.

So. Weakness. It comes in different types: emotional and physical being the two most apparent here.
It just goes to show that some people take a long time to grow up and others are strong despite some form of disadvantage.
Thoughts?