Thursday, September 1, 2011

Playing in the surf

Every now and then I like to sit quietly and remember my childhood. It helps me to relax, but more importantly it helps me to preserve my memories when I had just enough vision to see some things.

How well I remember being able to play in the surf with my dad and brothers. They would let me try to catch them and sometimes I did just that. They would not make it easy for me to do so but that was okay. I loved the challenge.

They would use their voices to lead me to them and then when I was close enough they would attempt to swim away, but sometimes I was just a bit too swift for them.
We would play ball with a huge beach ball. We would ride the waves. We would race each other in the clean white foamy surf and then we would laugh and tease each other.

My cousins Nancy, Brenda, Brian, Stephen, and Robert would also play with me. O how I loved and adored those memorable times. They were always so good to me. They never took advantage of my blindness and they were always so protective of me. Thank you, Dad and brothers, and thank you cousins! My memory bank will always be filled with memories of all of you playing in the surf with me.

I shall never forget the foamy white surf. The waves of all sizes. The sparkling green water. The blue skies up above and the sun beaming on us lying on the beach and digging huge water pools.

I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and inviting you to go out there and share my precious memories with others. Come visit me at

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