No Feet, But She Lifts Light with Her Hands
In a sudden car accident, she lost her feet—and with them, it seemed, any hope for the future. When doctors told her she would be confined to a wheelchair for life, she fell into a long silence. No tears fell, but deep inside, a quiet vow took root: “I am still alive. I still have my hands.”
She has always loved life and helping others. After the accident, she withdrew into herself, overwhelmed by pain and uncertainty. But slowly, she chose to rise—not on her feet, but on the strength of her spirit.
She began to try—grinding soybeans, boiling the milk, curdling the tofu. Every step was a challenge, every movement a test of endurance. Yet with each passing day, her determination grew stronger. Starting from her own kitchen, her handmade soy pudding not only restored her confidence, but soon began to spread through her community. People didn’t just taste the delicate sweetness of her beans—they felt the resilience in every bite.
The money she earned supported her own life, but she also began giving back—regularly donating part of her income to help other people with disabilities and those who are visually impaired.
Her story touched countless hearts and inspired the She Rises team and Shape Me Up to co-launch a charitable fundraising initiative—aimed at providing essential assistive devices and living support for more disabled and blind individuals. We believe every act of support extends the ripple of her courage, proving that hope can be made real.
With her hands, she creates the warmest soy pudding.
With her life, she proves that even without feet,
one can still walk a path radiant with light.
Because she rose, the world becomes a kinder place.