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I was born on July 11th, 1993 in Madrid, Spain with a small (or not so small, as my parents thought at that time) “problem”: several leg deformities. I was missing my right femur and knee, meaning that my right leg was (and is) very short, and my left leg had several malformations for which I later required surgery.
Years later my parents told me that they had never had any experience with anyone with a physical disability and that their first reaction was one of disbelief and fear. At that time, their main worry was whether I would be able to have a relatively normal life.
They were completely unaware, like everyone else, that we would have to thank my disability for many successful and joyful moments in my life.
Caverzaschi Daniel (1)
Daniel Caverzaschi (1)
IT'LL TAKE ME LONGER, BUT I'LL GET THERE.
AND I MIGHT EVEN MAKE IT FARTHER
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