"I want to win the main victory in life, a victory against prejudice, against falls..."
Inspiring story of Paralympian Jelena Vuković
- Hrvatski
- English
I was born after my mother Mirna suffered thirteen hours of labour, and a medical error marked me as a child with disability. I wear an above-knee prosthesis, have sixteen diagnoses, some resulting from the initial situation, and others from sport and a traffic accident.
I inherited my love for sport from my mother, a volleyball player and my father Branimir, a handball player.
I didn’t start walking until I was three, when I got my first prosthesis - a number of small details of this episode stick in my memory to this very day: waiting for my mother, drinking tea every day (which is why even today just seeing it makes me feel a bit sick).
"I am little when I understand that something is odd, other children can walk, but I usually get carried by other people.
At home other children walk but I usually crawl – or others carry me, again.
Something is wrong..."
"When I got my first prosthesis, I made my first steps. I learn to walk, I become the same as others, and that is very cool. Nobody has to carry me, I don’t crawl, I walk!
And then, I try to run – and I can do that, too.
Then I realise that I am the same as other kids, and there are no more barriers in my head: I climb and I fall, I run and I fall, all over again, but I can do that, I can do whatever I want, and I never give up."
And so it began, our adventure with prostheses, which included weekly visits orthopaedic technicians, who would fix the old or make a new device each time I managed to break my prosthesis by jumping from a tree or playing football in a park.
My mother recently told me that when I was only three years old she would let me go to the local store. Afraid that I might fall, she would go after me, hiding behind the trees, but in this way she was building my self-confidence and I am deeply grateful to her for that.
Trouble with school began with the enrolment in 1981. My mother refused to enrol me in a special school just because of my prostheses. I had to do countless psychometric tests and draw a number of little houses to prove that, in addition to a prosthesis, I also have a brain. Thanks to this, it turned out that my intelligence was above-average, and they had to accept me in the regular school. And so my schooling in the City of Pula began, with my teacher Mariza, who says that her spots of gray hair were caused by my falling and jumping from trees, and 32 wonderful people who taught me that I wasn’t different but equal. They defended me from naughty children who would make fun of my different way of walking, and were important in that carefree part of my life.
Medical examinations and doctor Snježana Bilić, who never wanted to excuse me from classes, are one of the crucial factors for my engagement in sport. Some find it unbelievable, but most of the time in primary school I spent with a ball on the on the basketball court.
"When I was confident that I can do it all, I applied to my first race in 1981 and proudly ran it. And so my fight through life began – always in good sportsmanship, desiring to win a victory against prejudice, against falls... the main victory in life."