First Summer Legally Blind

The first summer with my visual impairment went more or less smoothly. I spent a few weeks in China and the rest at summer camp. My eye condition only had two real impacts on me that summer; first, my parents forced me wear sunglasses everywhere I went to protect my eyes from UV ray damage. To make matters worse, my mom bought me these super expensive high end sunglasses from Oakley’s- I think she believed that this would encourage me to feel more confident in sunglasses and hence wear them more, but instead they summoned an adverse effect. Thanks to the Oakley’s I stood out from the already noticed small group of kids wearing the typical $10 sunglasses and felt like that ostentatious rich girl who was trying to act cool and older than I was. Of course my close friends, whom I went to camp with didn’t give them any notice, but I did manage to elicit quite a few undesired stares and unwarranted comments form campers and counselors alike.

The second impact was that my parents switched me from tennis camp to performing arts camp without my consent. Let me retract and say I had, and still do, a huge passion for tennis, and my all time dream was to become the “next Maria Sharapova” (I was 10, okay??). When I heard of this, I was enraged. Their logic was that I would not be able to see the tennis ball and more importantly lose more vision from soaking in the sun for two weeks. My first thought was THEN WHAT ARE THESE SUNGLASSES FOR? But in all seriousness, after my anger subsided a bit, I thought “am I not allowed to be out in the sun anymore? Am I no longer allowed to play outside with my friends, go to the beach, and swim outside?” Luckily, performing arts camp wasn’t too bad. I had friends there and didn’t mind hanging out in an air-conditioned room all day.

After camp, I took a three-week trip to China, which aside from another eye appointment to confirm my condition, was like every other vacation I had in the past when I was sighted. My parents did let loose a bit and allowed me to enjoy outdoor activities such like climbing the Great Wall of China and boating. I came back a few days before school started, excited for the last year of elementary school and expecting everything to be normal.

TIP: It is important to get the care suggested for you or your child’s eye condition to prevent worsening of the vision. I applaud my parents for immediately buying me a pair UV protective sunglasses and pushing me to wear them. However, it is unnecessary to treat your child any differently than if they were sighted. This may even make them feel uncomfortable and abnormal, which may cause them to isolate themselves form their sighted peers. Additionally, if you are a parent, if your child’s vision declines to a point where they can no longer engage in an activity, or if certain activities are no longer safe, make sure to talk with him or her before quitting. Additionally, I suggest replacing the activity with another so your child doesn’t feel that their blindness is preventing them for living life to its fullest. If you are the one losing vision and finding yourself unable to participate in activities you love, don’t give up on activities all together and sit on the couch all day. Find a similar hobby that you can still do. For example, if your vision no longer allows you play football, channel your passion for the sport into something else such as running or wrestling. Remember to never pity yourself on what you can’t do, but instead appreciate and enjoy what you can do. 🙂

Picnic!!!…At the Library???

The other day, I was all set and ready to spend a day at my local library. Waking up abnormally early that morning (9 AM is early for summer okay??) I was feeling strangely motivated for a June summer day. I even went as far as bringing my LATIN summer work and downloading a summer reading book before I left the house; I could smell a day of productivity.

The first sign that this day may not turn out as I had planned was when my dad pulled up to the library at 9:30…and the doors were locked. As my dad had to go to work, I was stuck plopped on a bench in front of the library as my classmates were probably tanning on the beach. For a split second, I considered taking out my iPad and listening to my summer reading book, but instead, decided to waste half an hour yelling at my friend over text- the one who told me the wrong opening hours and who said would be at the library at 9 AM with me.

At 10 AM, the library opened, and as the first one in, I was able to grab a study room, a private little conference room where behavior was unmonitored. Soon enough, my friend comes barreling in the library with not her study material but a huge plate of sushi. And not even your typical California roll, but egg sushi. LOVELY. So of course, instead of diligently starting my summer homework, we had a feast and since we all know that studying right after eating is bad for the stomach (gotta love those Asian myths) we talked and played each other in Trivia Crack. For three hours. Eventually we left the study room and found another seat near the windows, where we were actually in public, in order to get at least something done. Within ten minutes of this move, my other library buddy (who usually sleeps until 3 PM) arrives to our table carrying food for a LIGIT PICNIC. She laid out corn on the cob, apples, beaches, berries, grapes, a large container of ice tea- you name it, one by one on the library table. I think there’s a rule called NO EATING OR DRINKING IN THE LIBRARY…. and I was so full from that sushi…but oh well! People were probably shooting us nasty glares as we pigged out and laughed, but everyone’s got to live a little right? (Ok, to make it not sound like we’re rude pigs, we were trying to be discrete).

At one point, I was attempting to cut a peach with a fork, when a toddler and a mother walked up o the chairs behind us. As my sushi friend’s mom and little brother had come to the library and sat in those exact chairs just two days ago, and since this mother-son pair was also Asian, I automatically assumed they were her mom and brother. I went up to him and was super excited because I love my friend’s brother and started being all weird, saying hi in my baby voice and marveling over his cuteness. Then… I offered him my peach because HE WAS LOOKING AT IT (or he was looking at me stab it with a fork) and when he rejected, I OFFERED IT TO HIS (AS I THOUGHT MY FRIEND’S) MOM. My friend who brought the picnic thought I knew these people, and also creepily waved. They looked at me funny and the mom ran off to who know where. My sushi friend looked at me shook her head and got up from her seat next me (jokingly though).

Yeah, that wasn’t her mom and brother. I just offered a stranger food. While having a picnic at the library. #blindpeopleproblems.