I saw Lee and Nate looking up a tall tree, cheering. Curious, I wheeled over to them.

"Hey guys, what are you all cheering for?"

"Thompson accepted a dare to get some honey from a beehive up in that tree." Said Lee before continuing to cheer.

I looked up the tree and indeed, Thompson was up there, climbing the tree and swinging from branch to branch with his teeth. I have to be honest, Thompson was pretty agile for an overweight teenager with no limbs, but I knew this wasn't going to end well if he fell or got stung by bees.

"Thompson, get down from that tree!" I shouted.

"I have to do this, Wendy!" said Thompson, still climbing the tree.

"No you don't! What you're doing is very dangerous!"

"Why? Because I'm handicapped?"

"No, because getting stung by bees and dropping from 18 feet is bound to hurt to hurt or even kill anyone! Just come down slowly and forget about this dare!"

"Yeah, that's what you would say so you won't have to hurt my feelings! I'm gonna climb up there and get that honey!"

I knew this wasn't going to end well, so I told Lee and Nate to gall 911 while I tried to encourage Thompson to climb down.

"Thompson, take it from someone who also has a disability; you don't have to do crazy stunts to prove yourself capable!"

"I DON'T NEED YOUR HELP, MO—OW! Splinters in my mouth!"

Thompson was already at the top of the tree right next to the buzzing beehive. He then grabbed a piece of honeycomb right out of the hive with his teeth.

"I GOT IT!" he muttered through his teeth while still holding onto the comb.

Sadly, I can only watch in horror as the bees started swarming around him. Thompson swerved around, trying to get away from the bees, until he lost his balance and fell a full 18 feet from the tree onto his back.

I panicked, seeing Thompson's face covered in splinters, beestings, and honey.

"Thompson, are you alright?!"

Thompson moaned, "My face feels dull and sticky."

I sighed, both with relief and frustration.

"Thompson, no one is good at everything, not even able-bodied people, but the things you CAN do, that's what makes you special."

"I guess you're right." said Thompson, "How long will it take for the paramedics to come?"

"Shortly, depending on whether or not Lee remembers and doesn't get distracted. Nate might be able to get an ambulance, though it's a little hard for a deaf person to make a telephone call."

"I'll just wait for either them or death to come and get me."