Help Seba Tell Her Story

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Help Seba Tell Her Story (Seba Johnson)
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The Story

Here is a raw taste of what will be in my memoir. Oh, and there ARE some really funny upbeat stories as well! 

Had I not been raised to love and respect animals, perhaps I would have gone ahead and worn that ski suit in the 1990 World Cup which had leather sewn into it. Perhaps if I hadn’t experienced the fear of abandonment as a young child, unfavorable experiences and the pain of the always present desire to feel a parent's love, I wouldn’t have such a deep rooted empathy for animals who innocently suffer at the hands of humans.   Had I not witnessed starvation in various countries of Africa as a child, perhaps I would still have the sentimental items and clothing I gave to anyone it would bring a smile to.  Had I not felt the sting of racism and witnessed the horror of abused and hunted animals, I would have gladly competed in what was my third Olympic qualification.  It was at that time, prior to the 1994 Winter Olympic Games in Lillehammer, Norway had just lifted their moratorium on Minke whale hunting.  I boycotted those Games by refusing to participate.  That stance I took against animal exploitation and the racism I incurred ended my ski racing career. I was twenty years old when I qualified for my third Olympic Games. 

The only part I wish I had not experienced is what happened two years prior to my career coming to an end.  It’s what took place shortly after the athletes’ celebration of the Closing Ceremonies at the 1992 Winter Olympic Games in Albertville, France … "

*** Your support will help me write the book I believe will help save lives; human and animal lives.  I want the chance to tell my story the way it has never been told before. Thank you for considering making a contribution and for taking the time to visit this fundraiser!

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Posted on February 10, 2018

Posted on February 10, 2018

February 9, 2018 - The Opening Ceremonies of the Winter Olympics have been playing on my tv but I can't seem to be in the same room as it is on. I DVR'd it since I knew I wouldn't be able to watch.

I must have some sort of PTSD, as it was only when I was the USVI flag bearer at the 1988 Opening Ceremonies and again the flag bearer in the Closing Ceremonies of the 1992 Winter Olympics, that I have ever witnessed these ceremonies. Never on TV before, nor after.

I don't know how other Olympians feel during the years of the Games, but unlike them, I never reached my prime as an athlete. Unlike them, I never got to compete for the actual Gold medal. I was ten years younger than the winners of the ski races I competed in. My childhood goal was to eventually win a medal, but I was just a kid at age 14 and again at the second Games I was 18 years of age.

The flame is about to be lit on tv, I'll watch this part. But my gosh, I now realize how important it is to have people who truly care about you and your wellbeing in your life, as a youngster. Especially if you have the eyes of the entire world on you, as you make history. Making history 30 years ago was one thing, but nearly losing my life after the second Olympic Games in the Athlete's Village in Albertville, France is a story I am finally able to tell.

The memoir I'm writing is a pouring of the soul, and the toughest thing I've worked on my entire life - because all tough experiences are being relived in order to write.

Encourage one another, folks, and challenge ourselves to make this a more hospitable world in which to live. May this year's athletes use their voice and platform of the Olympic Games to illuminate the issues that require much needed attention and progressive change, for the good of all beings.

Posted on March 15, 2017

Posted on March 15, 2017

Nine years ago today, March 14, 2008, I broke my pelvis in three places and my lip had to be glued back together after a horrific ski accident. Since I didn't have insurance at the time, I refused painkillers on the ambulance ride to the emergency room. I was convinced to abide when it was time to take off my tight ski boots on the ER gurney. 

After nine days in the hospital I would be sent home to spend the next three months on my back in a rented hospital bed in the middle of my mother's tiny living room.

Here's a bit from a 2008 calendar book I found today. I have not seen this since then.

Fourth day in ICU::
"IV was taken out of my left arm today - can get lots of fluid and nutrition on my own now."

Fifth day in ICU:
"Craved avocados and veggie hotdogs. Drank prune juice and lots of water."

Seventh day in ICU:
"Mom finally left today (after three nights) to go back to Maine and prepare the house. During her visit the nurses and Dr. could not believe what I'll have to go home to. My doctor had tears in her eyes when she saw the way mom treated me with no compassion, love, nor understanding of how much pain I am in in this life-changing experience. Painful & sad."

Eighth day in ICU:
"Still cannot get in and out of bed on my own. Too painful on pelvis to twist at hips or bend at waist. Tailbone area hurts too."

Ninth day in ICU:
"Discharged from hospital at 2:pm. Mom's house. I rented an uncomfortable hospital bed but better than laying straight down. Silver's scared of my crutches and I can't bend down to pet her!! I love her and glad she made it past her 18th birthday!"

March 23rd:
"Nurse and physical therapist came by today. A bedside commode and shower/bath chair was donated to me. (Donate back after!!)"

March 24th:
"Hands/fingers hurt from shifting myself/body onto and off of the bed."

March 28th:
"Fired the O.T. since she was rude and lazy not to bring supplies I needed for my facial abrasion dressings."

March 31st:
"Home health aide called at 8:am to ask if I wanted a bath - but said she can't come over to shower me until O.T. teaches me how to first!!! Not coming today!"

May 8th:
"P.T. will stop coming once I go to aquatic therapy to learn to walk."

The 2008 calendar journal continues on from here and there are more details on dates in between the ones I've shared above. I feel my book must be written because I feel there is someone out there who needs to read it.

THANK YOU for helping me make this happen!!! I wholeheartedly appreciate your support. 

Posted on November 4, 2016

Posted on November 4, 2016

I have been invited to Montreal, Québec to speak at the FESTIVAL VÉGANE DE MONTREAL this weekend, November 5-6. At 3:50 am (PDT) I had my third interview in two days, 6:50am local time, on CBC News Live Radio / Daybreak Television. The sports journalist had done such thorough research in preparation for this interview. It was here in Canada I made Olympic History at age of fourteen during the Calgary Winter Games. I am honored to be back, not as an athlete but this time to speak on behalf of animals and against the exploitation and oppression both humans and animals are unnecessarily forced to endure. Thank you to the supporters of my book. I do not get paid for my talks and therefore I appreciate your help in getting this memoir published before the next Winter Olympic Games.

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