I was never told I can't do something. Ride a bicycle. Rollerskate. Read. The one exception is driving.
I was born legally blind. I don't have pity parties. I don't wonder "why me?" I take the hand I was dealt and make do the best way I know how. It wasn't always that way.
In elementary school, I was teased for wearing glasses. Many times, I would not wear them. Kids can be mean and I took it too much to heart.
In junior high, in an effort to help as much as they could, the school requested large print books for me. Everyone else had one locker. I had two.
In high school, since the large print books didn't work well, the school me got books on tape. I listened to one tape exactly one time and put them back in the box. I found it too difficult to try to study with books on tape. It may work well for some low vision students, but it didn't work for me.
I saw my first CCTV when I was in college. It was a closed-circuit TV, common in security, adapted as a low vision aid. I was intrigued by the monitor and the magnifier that would make it show on the screen, even do reverse polarity if you had trouble reading black print on the white background. It enlarged text, handwriting, and even pictures. Thankfully, I was never offered one. I like to hold the book in my hands when I read, which is probably another reason why I didn't like books on tape.
I made do. For the most part, I used regular-size print books as all the other students did. I used magnifying glasses and page magnifiers. The one exception was when I took typing in ninth grade. We did enlarge the pages I had to type from then. Otherwise, I couldn't do it.
From about 11 to 17, I went to a camp for the blind and visually impaired every summer. My eyes were opened there. I saw other people with vision problems. I met some who saw better than I did who did less. I met others with no sight at all who did more than I would have thought to do. In their own ways, they were all inspirations.
I learned later that there were many things we did while I was growing up that were "accommodations." It was how it always was, so I never thought anything of it. In many ways, we still do it today.
I live in a small town with little public transportation. I rarely worry about how I am going to get to work, to the library, to the grocery store. If it's not too far, I walk, but I also have friends and family who will take me where I need to go.
I am responsible for myself and what I can or cannot do. I may be "handicapped" or "disabled" according to medical and societal definitions, but I don't like either of those words in relation to me. They imply I cannot when I know I can. As my Grandma often says, "If it is to be, it's up to me."
Published by Jen Nipps
I am a freelance writer/jewelry maker in southeast Oklahoma. I am a member of the Oklahoma Writers' Federation, Inc., McAlester McSherry Writers, Tulsa NightWriters, and Oklahoma Bead Society. View profile
The Razor Road: A Personal Account on What it Means to Be a Self-injurerThis article is fashioned in a stream-of-consciousness manner to describe what it is like to be a self-injuror, or "cutter". It is meant to be read by anyone wanting to know mor...
"Have a Nice Day": Why Do People Have to Be so Optimistic to Me?You're one of these people; therefore, everyone is at fault.- How Come it is so Common for a Woman to Feel the Most Sexually Attracted to Marrie...It's not necessarily that one attracted to married and unavailable men will actually have the affair, but it is a dilemma.
What Does it Mean to Be a Writer?What does it mean to be writer? Do you have to be published to be a writer? If I write one article or a poem in my lifetime, does that necessarily make me a writer? It's time...- What a New Mom to Be Will Need to Pack for the Hospital StayClothes to bring to the hospital when you give birth.
- California Company Selling Jordy Goggles to Enhance Vision of Nearly Blind
- Resources and Services for the Blind and Visually Impaired in Massachusetts
- Living with Someone Who is Blind or Visually Impaired: How to Furnish Your Home
- 3 Little Words Equal More Power to You!
- Why it Sucks to Be Pretty
- How it Has to Be
- Babyboomers - the Money Dilemma



