Guest guest Posted April 16, 2004 Report Share Posted April 16, 2004 Signs of LifeThis is an article from my hometown newspaper, written by a guy who I went through school with - Kindergarten through 12th grade. He lived around the corner from me when we were growing up. I thought this was a great message. For all of us with a disability, not just the blind. Hugs, Signs of Life Signs of Life by Silva A WORLD SEEN WITHOUT SIGHT The boy walks past my house, the red tip of his cane hovering above the ground ahead of him. Walking with him is a man who asks him questions: What street did we just turn off of? What street are we walking on now? What is the cross street ahead? The boy is blind, if not entirely then at least severely sight-impaired. I would put his age at 8 or 9. The man appears to be helping the boy paint a mental map of the neighborhood. I have seen these two walking past my house twice lately when I have come home in the middle of the day to have lunch and check on my dogs. As they pass, my dogs bark. My house has probably been sketched into the landscape that the boy is drawing in his mind. This is the house with the two big barking dogs, halfway down the block, on the north side. I assume the boy is a student at the public school a block away and the man, wearing an ID badge, appears to be an aide, helping the boy become accustomed to making his way through the neighborhood. As they have passed, I have overheard their conversation. The boy answers the man's questions briskly and brightly. He seems smart, cheerful and resolute, qualities he will need in the world beyond this quiet street. But is it so quiet? I close my eyes and listen, straining to imagine the street by its sounds. I hear the wind rummaging through the trees, the tinkle of a neighbor's wind chimes, the distant yelps of kids at recess, the occasional rumble of a passing car. A door closes, a bird starts off a power line. It's a quiet street, not because there are no noises, but because the noises are familiar, comforting and peaceful. I wonder if the little boy finds the same comfort, or does every noise subtly remind him of sights unseen? Can you miss what you never had? He might have better questions for me: What do you miss when you think nothing escapes your attention? What does sight make you blind to? This boy does not see which house is large, and which is small. He doesn't know a recent paint job from an ancient one, a brown lawn from a green one, a new car from a clunker. A map of the world derived from sound and touch is less concerned with surface aesthetics. The bird on the wire may not be seen, but its song can be better heard, and doesn't that say as much - or more - about the bird as its feathers? No one would choose blindness. There is too much beauty to be seen, even with all the ugliness. But sight can be overwhelming, deceptive and capricious. You only can see what you look at, and sometimes not even that much. It is very possible this boy can learn more about my street than I can. He can " see " the world in a way I can't. This realization makes me thankful, not for his blindness but for a society that makes accommodation for it. I'm thankful for the man who walks with the boy. If these are my tax dollars at work, directly or indirectly, I'm glad for it. Making room for this boy is not just the right thing to do; it's also the selfish thing to do. Help him now and who knows who he will help later. Show him the way along this street, through this neighborhood, and he may show you the world some day. Helen Keller, undistracted by sight or sound, once said, " I am only one, but still I am one. I cannot do everything, but still I can do something. And because I cannot do everything I will not refuse to do the something that I can do. " What is life for but finding the something we can do, for ourselves and others? The boy walking down my street will find his something, and so will all of us if we take the time to listen, to our own voice and each other's. Make a map in your mind of the world, as it is and as you want it to be. Take a walk, ask questions, seek answers and do the something that you can do. Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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