A Touch of Myopia - Part 1
The Writing Hub • 16 November 2017
Friday, 21 September, 2007
Life is difficult when you’re young, especially when you have a visual problem, but life has to go on. It’s like ‘you can’t do this’ and ‘you can’t do that’ but who is judge what I can or cannot do. And nobody wants to listen to a thirteen-year-old schoolboy. Or at least they just ignore me. It’s always difficult when you are part of a society that no one cares, just another obstacle in the way. I have my own ideas; opinions and a sense of the world around me, but nobody will listen. Nobody listens! Only paper can be a source of comfort to me as ‘paper’ cannot judge nor can it argue back; it’s like a friend who just understands who I am.
I’m not a difficult child, yet again other people might think I am. I’m just another child that has been pushed to the side. And why? Just because I’m different. School is always a challenge; I have to sit at the front so that I can see the board but I’m always challenged. Yes I wear glasses; but these do not eradicate the problem. Or even make things easier. And it annoys me when people don’t understand how difficult my life is. How I have to rely on other senses to get around and do daily tasks; if other people had no sight then maybe they might understand what it’s like to be visually impaired.
[Comment added: 4th January, 2008] Am I sounding too harsh? Maybe? Maybe not? I just don’t know. If I explained it better then maybe, just maybe, people will understand.
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