We spent a weekend away in Kingsville:
Amherstburg, a little further west on the Detroit River boasts an inclusive playground:
I have no idea what makes this particular playground more inclusive than any other playground; perhaps adults are allowed to use it. Or, more likely, the inclusivity virus has now infected everything, even playgrounds.
Amherstburg has not quite reached the pinnacle of euphoric inclusion that would induce it not to continue pointing its cannons across the Detroit river at the U.S. in commemoration of the war of 1812 – a war which even US historians now reluctantly concede, Canada won.
The trip even included snow:
In terms of playgrounds, inclusive means that kids in wheelchairs can use them.
I didn’t want to be the first to point this out, thanks. 🙂
Glad to see you were not certain of it.
Ha! 🙂
Nice photos.
For once I think the euphemism fits as a genuine kindness. It must be hard to have a child with a disability.
Whatever happened to “wheelchair accessible”?
It became “inclusive”.
I don’t think we can even say that anymore. Don’t want to hurt people’s feeling who may be in wheelchairs, doncha know.
Why would you want to?
I am concerned that the sign does not clearly encompass the diverse needs of the gender sensitive. Interpreting inclusive to mean “wheel chair” is narrrow minded and discriminatory.