Here Donna describes her journey to school.
TranscriptA few of us disabled students had taxis and some children lived far away, and I felt segregated because, twenty past three, end of school, everyone would go, us people getting taxis would have to wait in the back playground. Sometimes they were late. In fact nine times out of ten they were late. And you could be waiting till about quarter to four just to get home. And I felt that I missed out on the whole walking home with friends bit.
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