This was originally posted on August 6, 2015, at 6:52 PM on blogger.com *** The events in this post occurred two days ago… So, I’m sitting on the train, book bag on my lap, and my BrailleNote—which is a braille computer—on top of that when […]
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#Things my mother says
This was originally posted on August 6, 2015 at 6:26 PM on blogger.com ***That title… ah, I could write an epic novel with that as my subject. She just says so much! This particular story begins somewhere between the train station and my home. (here’s […]
You Have A Lovely face
This was originally posted on July 1, 2015 at 307 AM on blogger.com *** A few hours after the events in the Blind bitch post, I’m on the train, on my way home. I’ve just walked onto the train, and have deliberately bumped some one […]
Blind Bitch
This was originally posted on July 1, 2015, at 2:25 AM on blogger.com *** So, yesterday I went to one of two or three orientations for my college. While I didn’t enjoy the ice-breakers, I loved when, while we were in line to get our […]
Everybody Exploits Their Disability If They Can
This was originally posted on May 25, 2015 at 6:24 PM on blogger.com. *** As I wrote in yesterday’s post, my friend Shanice and I attended an All Time Low concert on Saturday night. It was the second to last stop on the Future Hearts […]
The Irony With The Eyenurse
But then, in perfect unison with Shanice’s gasped:
“Oh my God.” (through a mouthful of sandwich). I hear it.
It sounded like a cross between a thud and a stinging slap. And I’m stunned …
If Children Are Required To Use Their Words, Then Shouldn’t You, Too?
This was originally posted on April 27, 2015 at 11:00 AM on Blogger.com *** I’m not an animal, guys. Use your words. Although, some people do have full out conversations with their pets… and I guess I am an animal (we all are), a domesticated […]
Just Another Day On The Bus (the events in this post occurred LastFriday Afternoon)
“I’ll ask God to help you get your sight back.”
Where’d it go? is what I think. I never had twenty/twenty but neither am I fully blind….
He Acknowledged Me
Usually, the waiters go “And what will she be having?” And even, sometimes, when I speak up they’ll still talk to the other person …
What’s Wrong With Hitting On The Blind Girl?
As I walked away from them, their voices followed me down the hallway.
“Did you just check her out?” One boy says.
“No!” Another replies
“You so were, I saw you.” …