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This story is broken down into six parts.
All six parts together make a whole story,
but each part is quite readable, in and of itself.
Note to the reader
This story is not intended to offend anyone.
If you are rubbed the wrong way by the treatment of the character,
then 1. you have no sense of humor at all,
2. You've never been blind-folded for any length of time,
3. you just might be a red kneck,
4. you have reasons of your own,
please, keep them to yourself and seek some treatment!
Short bio of author
Stan Bobbitt
I'm not offended at all,
I think it's quite funny myself.
I've been blind for 33 years.
I may have been in some of these situations, more than once!
mmm, can you guess which ones?
I lost my sight when I was 8 years old.
There's an official name for it but,
what it boils down to is:
I was born premature and I received an excess of oxygen
while in an incubator, WHAT! (an incubator),
So I guess I was hatched!
Anyway, the over dose of oxygen damaged the retinas in my eyes
which didn't affect me until later years.
I think I have adapted quite well, though.
When I look around, oops, (I mean feel around)
I seem to be just an average jo.
That's not to say that I am average now,
I don't like comparisons!
The only thing that really perturbs me about being without sight is,
They won't let me DRIVE!!!
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