By Jeff Thompson Writing and posting tidbits and sound-bites of my interests and experiences through social networking is what I found fills some kind of part of me with a gratification that I never thought I would really experience. I mean, it’s Twitter, right? And, it has become a window to a part of me that wants to be a part of something. Something that seems to be a wave of experiences drifting about an ocean of tweets, tweeters, and yes,...
Scientist are finding ways to bypass portions of a defective eye component and sight is being created where no sight was before. Is this coming down the pipeline for me and you? Is this a barbaric form of stimulation of contrasting figments that are decipherable to the person or is this the grand jewel of technology to the blind? I am not sure. I have no clue. But hey, go for it. Make them eyes in the shop and send them my way. Will this change...
A blog post created for BeautifullyBlind.com Accepting My Blindness As I pass through so many worlds, so many lives each day, I wish my Scarlet Letter was not my defining impression. My blindness does not define me. And to those who don’t understand I begin to write… If I never accepted my blindness I would join you in a notion of pity and share a tear of sadness with you. And, yet, there would come a day when we would cry no more, no more...
Shoes I will never know what it is like to wear the shoes of a black man in a small white town. To wear the shoes of a Japanese in California in 1941, that too, I’ll never know. I’ll never really know what different shoes would bring me nor different times would show me but I do know my own shoes I fill and I fill them well. Being blind or Visually Impaired comes with it something I never ever knew and I could never ever compare it to some...
The dinner guests were sitting around the table discussing life.
One man, a CEO, decided to explain the problem with education.
He argued, 'What's a kid going to learn from
someone who decided his best option in life was to become
a teacher?'
He reminded the other dinner guests what they say about teachers:
'Those who can, do. Those who can't, teach.'
To emphasize his point he said to another guest;
'You're a teacher, Bonnie.
Be honest.. What do...