I knew my beloved Montreal when my vision was not very good. I got to know my beloved Montreal when I received lots of vision, and now that it is down to a minimum, I still and will always remember my beloved Montreal.
Those tree-lined streets with tall, graceful trees bowing down to me. The colorful flowers in the gardens in downtown Montreal during the summer months. The stores packed with lots of clothes, records, and all kinds of everything. The restaurants with their wafting smells, and so much more to remember forever.
You may be asking what is so special about all of this. These are all memories that I have carefully tucked away in my memory bank forever. You see, I can recall these memories through my imagination, visually, and using my other senses to enhance, refocus, and recall.
I have the best of both worlds. I can do it in so many ways. I don't need to look at photos to do it. In any case, I can no longer see pictures and photos. Ah, yes! A cool spring day with green grass, some flakes of snow drifting down towards me, and all of the fragrant smells of flowers, cut grass, and a fresh Montreal breeze. A sunny summer walking downtown and admiring all of the colors. A fresh fall season with lots of reds and oranges around me, those fallen leaves and trees all dressed up in yellows, reds, and oranges. Finally, winter! Snow, Christmas lights winking at me, and kids running around in the snow.
Then the icing on the cake! My beloved Montreal Canadiens hockey team playing in front of their fans.
I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and inviting you to come by any time and visit me at www.sterlingcreations.ca.
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
Friday, October 26, 2012
Blind adults need to participate, too
Written in March 2012
There is a question that I am asking myself as I write this. I know! In so many cases, society tends to gravitate much more easily towards the needs of our kids, and rightfully so. They are our future and we need to do all in our power to ensure that theirs would be a bright one, nurtured and jealously safeguarded and protected at all cost.
So far so good but what about adults? Especially blind adults? Are we doing enough to ensure that they, too, are being given a fair chance to enjoy as much as they can? I am asking this question based on a recent experience that I had with an organization called Courage Canada. Last year I approached this particular organization to see if they would be interested to try and set up a program to teach blind adults how to ice skate. At that time the person that I spoke to expressed an interest and over the summer we exchanged ideas and emails. However, July was the last time that I heard from him until I bumped into him in Ottawa in early February at a conference.
After we were introduced, he proceeded to tell me that he did not have a budget to teach blind adults and that blind kids were the priority. Everyone has a budget and everyone has a priority but this really hurt me and as a blind adult who is extremely passionate about the joys and benefits of ice skating it was both sad and shocking to hear this person tell me this.
So, just imagine my surprise when I saw a news item on CTV a few days ago in which this same man was promoting his organization’s learn-to-skate program for kids. On the one hand I was extremely delighted to see that blind kids were being given a chance to experience the joys and excitement of ice skating. But on the other I felt very sad and disappointed for once again blind adults were being left out in the cold.
The kids would no doubt grow into adults and when they do become adults would Courage Canada be telling them that they can no longer take learn-to-skate classes because they are now adults? Would Courage Canada be telling them that they are now ineligible because they are adults and that they can no longer afford to teach them because they do not have a budget to teach blind adults how to skate?
As a blind adult who enjoys ice skating, I truly believe that other blind adults should be given every opportunity to experience the joys of ice skating. For after all, this is Canada, isn’t it? My parting words to Courage Canada are these: Please find a way to expand your program to include blind adults. Kids are not going to be kids forever and they are kids for a much shorter time than they would be adults. You need to find a way to include blind adults in your offerings.
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and inviting you to come visit me any time at www.sterlingcreations.ca.
There is a question that I am asking myself as I write this. I know! In so many cases, society tends to gravitate much more easily towards the needs of our kids, and rightfully so. They are our future and we need to do all in our power to ensure that theirs would be a bright one, nurtured and jealously safeguarded and protected at all cost.
So far so good but what about adults? Especially blind adults? Are we doing enough to ensure that they, too, are being given a fair chance to enjoy as much as they can? I am asking this question based on a recent experience that I had with an organization called Courage Canada. Last year I approached this particular organization to see if they would be interested to try and set up a program to teach blind adults how to ice skate. At that time the person that I spoke to expressed an interest and over the summer we exchanged ideas and emails. However, July was the last time that I heard from him until I bumped into him in Ottawa in early February at a conference.
After we were introduced, he proceeded to tell me that he did not have a budget to teach blind adults and that blind kids were the priority. Everyone has a budget and everyone has a priority but this really hurt me and as a blind adult who is extremely passionate about the joys and benefits of ice skating it was both sad and shocking to hear this person tell me this.
So, just imagine my surprise when I saw a news item on CTV a few days ago in which this same man was promoting his organization’s learn-to-skate program for kids. On the one hand I was extremely delighted to see that blind kids were being given a chance to experience the joys and excitement of ice skating. But on the other I felt very sad and disappointed for once again blind adults were being left out in the cold.
The kids would no doubt grow into adults and when they do become adults would Courage Canada be telling them that they can no longer take learn-to-skate classes because they are now adults? Would Courage Canada be telling them that they are now ineligible because they are adults and that they can no longer afford to teach them because they do not have a budget to teach blind adults how to skate?
As a blind adult who enjoys ice skating, I truly believe that other blind adults should be given every opportunity to experience the joys of ice skating. For after all, this is Canada, isn’t it? My parting words to Courage Canada are these: Please find a way to expand your program to include blind adults. Kids are not going to be kids forever and they are kids for a much shorter time than they would be adults. You need to find a way to include blind adults in your offerings.
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and inviting you to come visit me any time at www.sterlingcreations.ca.
Thursday, October 25, 2012
Being careful with the clocks
There used to be a time when I could change the time on my clocks. Why? Because they were not digital and I could remove the cover to the face of the clock and presto! I could feel the dots that represented the hours and minutes, as well as the hour, minute, and second hands. I was also able to change the time on my Braille watches in the same manner.
That was then and this is now; digital clocks and other time pieces now rule the roost and the landscape of clocks and time pieces. I am unable to change the time on digital clocks and watches but thanks to talking clocks and watches, I am still able to have clocks and watches around. I have to be very careful with my digital clocks and ensure that I have someone sighted standing by to help out.
You may be asking, then why is it I choose to have digital clocks in my world? Well, for two reasons. I like having the digital clocks that chime the hour and the quarter hour and it is also good for sighted family and friends when they visit me.
I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my blogs with others. Visit www.aph.org to learn more about talking clocks.
That was then and this is now; digital clocks and other time pieces now rule the roost and the landscape of clocks and time pieces. I am unable to change the time on digital clocks and watches but thanks to talking clocks and watches, I am still able to have clocks and watches around. I have to be very careful with my digital clocks and ensure that I have someone sighted standing by to help out.
You may be asking, then why is it I choose to have digital clocks in my world? Well, for two reasons. I like having the digital clocks that chime the hour and the quarter hour and it is also good for sighted family and friends when they visit me.
I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my blogs with others. Visit www.aph.org to learn more about talking clocks.
Wednesday, October 24, 2012
It takes more time
Believe it or not, it takes more time for a blind person in almost everything. Yes, it does and for good reason. Because we are unable to see, we need to take time to hear, feel, touch, smell, and taste before we attack our tasks. The other senses each have their part to play.
In our daily chores around the home, it takes more time to vacuum, do the dishes or laundry, cook, and clean. In our daily work, to read using the electronic method, find desired texts in documents, and surf the Internet. To fix things, to travel to various places, and to find locations.
We take more time to walk and this is so because we need to make sure as to where we are going and not to slip and fall in case we run into unexpected objects. We take more time to shop because we have to depend on others to help us and we take more time to find our way if we are unfamiliar with the territory.
We take more time because we need to ask when we are unable to find things or places. We take more time because the sense of sight is not there to help us scan and browse. We take more time because we need to make sure of where we are going and what we are doing.
I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my blogs with others.
Visit www.nfb.org to learn more.
In our daily chores around the home, it takes more time to vacuum, do the dishes or laundry, cook, and clean. In our daily work, to read using the electronic method, find desired texts in documents, and surf the Internet. To fix things, to travel to various places, and to find locations.
We take more time to walk and this is so because we need to make sure as to where we are going and not to slip and fall in case we run into unexpected objects. We take more time to shop because we have to depend on others to help us and we take more time to find our way if we are unfamiliar with the territory.
We take more time because we need to ask when we are unable to find things or places. We take more time because the sense of sight is not there to help us scan and browse. We take more time because we need to make sure of where we are going and what we are doing.
I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my blogs with others.
Visit www.nfb.org to learn more.
Friday, October 19, 2012
What color do I think it is?
This is a little game that I developed as a child and still play by myself. It was lots of fun to play this game when I did not have much vision, and when I got much vision it was even more fun. Now, without very much to call my own vision, it is back to my game in earnest.
I should probably know the color of what many of the things in my life should be, but still! It is fun for me to guess. I love doing it with clothes, trying to guess the color before I use my color detector to tell me. I do it with flowers and more often than not, I end up guessing incorrectly. I also try to do it with the skies but sometimes I am a bit off whenever I ask a sighted person to tell me.
I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and if you would like to learn more about color detectors then visit www.independentlivingaids.com.
I should probably know the color of what many of the things in my life should be, but still! It is fun for me to guess. I love doing it with clothes, trying to guess the color before I use my color detector to tell me. I do it with flowers and more often than not, I end up guessing incorrectly. I also try to do it with the skies but sometimes I am a bit off whenever I ask a sighted person to tell me.
I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and if you would like to learn more about color detectors then visit www.independentlivingaids.com.
Thursday, October 18, 2012
Imagine the surprise
I always remember what it felt like when I saw what certain persons looked like after my first cornea transplant. Like many others, I had a picture in my mind as to what certain things and persons would look like before that great day. But then, what a surprise in so many ways!
Some persons were taller than I had imagined. Some were shorter, some were fatter or thinner, and some were even of a different skin color. I had to learn fast and put everything into perspective in a big hurry.
Birds looked differently than I had imagined. Objects were bigger, things were brighter, and the shapes and sizes were all things that I had to get used to. Nevertheless, they were all surprises in their own way but all in a day's learning for me.
The skies and clouds sure surprised me. The brightness of the sun, the beauty of the moon, and the grass, flowers, ocean, and beach were all different than I had imagined them to be.
I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and inviting you to come visit me anytime at www.sterlingcreations.ca.
Some persons were taller than I had imagined. Some were shorter, some were fatter or thinner, and some were even of a different skin color. I had to learn fast and put everything into perspective in a big hurry.
Birds looked differently than I had imagined. Objects were bigger, things were brighter, and the shapes and sizes were all things that I had to get used to. Nevertheless, they were all surprises in their own way but all in a day's learning for me.
The skies and clouds sure surprised me. The brightness of the sun, the beauty of the moon, and the grass, flowers, ocean, and beach were all different than I had imagined them to be.
I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and inviting you to come visit me anytime at www.sterlingcreations.ca.
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Identification at the supermarket
Now that I no longer have nearly enough vision to identify products in the supermarket through color or by other visual cues, I have quickly learned to develop other ways to do what I need to do in order to identify my food stuffs.
I use the sense of smell to help me identify such things as various types of flowers, breads, pastries, and other types of baking goods. I use my sense of hearing to help me identify what is in certain packages, tins, cans, and boxes. I often shake these to help me identify.
For example: the sound of packages within a box is different to the sound of loose stuff within that box. The sound of packages of tea is different to the sound of loose tea leaves when shaken. The same goes for soup and so on. The sound of beans in a tin sounds a bit different to the sound of peas or peas and carrots in a tin. The sound of fruits in a tin sounds different to tomato sauce in a tin when these are shaken.
I also use the sense of touch to help me identify food stuffs. Some boxes are bigger than others and the same goes for packages. So once I know what to expect from sizes, I am halfway home free so to speak. As long as I know what I am buying then I can use my senses of smell and touch to help. One other thing, I use my sense of touch to help identify the shapes of things. Bottles, tins, cans, and even some packages. Spray bottles are shaped differently to those bottles with pull-up tops, dish soap versus Mr Clean spray bottles for example.
I think that by now you are getting the picture so I'll leave you to figure out other examples. I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my blogs with others. Visit www.shop.aph.org to learn more.
I use the sense of smell to help me identify such things as various types of flowers, breads, pastries, and other types of baking goods. I use my sense of hearing to help me identify what is in certain packages, tins, cans, and boxes. I often shake these to help me identify.
For example: the sound of packages within a box is different to the sound of loose stuff within that box. The sound of packages of tea is different to the sound of loose tea leaves when shaken. The same goes for soup and so on. The sound of beans in a tin sounds a bit different to the sound of peas or peas and carrots in a tin. The sound of fruits in a tin sounds different to tomato sauce in a tin when these are shaken.
I also use the sense of touch to help me identify food stuffs. Some boxes are bigger than others and the same goes for packages. So once I know what to expect from sizes, I am halfway home free so to speak. As long as I know what I am buying then I can use my senses of smell and touch to help. One other thing, I use my sense of touch to help identify the shapes of things. Bottles, tins, cans, and even some packages. Spray bottles are shaped differently to those bottles with pull-up tops, dish soap versus Mr Clean spray bottles for example.
I think that by now you are getting the picture so I'll leave you to figure out other examples. I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my blogs with others. Visit www.shop.aph.org to learn more.
Friday, October 12, 2012
Memories of a river
One of my favorite memories is that of a river. Oh yes! That beloved river with its clear and sparkling water, leafy boats floating silently down its center, the shadows of trees playing on the surface, and so much more for me to remember.
I saw all of this as a child and when my vision was enough to see it all. I used to swim in my beloved river. I used to go fishing with my dad and brothers in my beloved river, and I used to play in it. I would duck down and grab a smooth pebble and then toss it as far as I could. Then I would wait to hear it splash into the cool flowing water.
I used to love the sensation of the river’s waters as they flowed around me as I stood or swam around. I used to enjoy just standing there in the middle of practically nowhere and listening to the chirping birds flying above me and the gentle noises of the grazing animals on the river’s banks. I used to enjoy the smell of the river, fresh, gentle, and so comforting. Ah yes, memories of a river! My beloved river and memories forever!
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and encouraging you to go out there and tell others about my memories of a river. Visit
www.nfb.org to learn more.
I saw all of this as a child and when my vision was enough to see it all. I used to swim in my beloved river. I used to go fishing with my dad and brothers in my beloved river, and I used to play in it. I would duck down and grab a smooth pebble and then toss it as far as I could. Then I would wait to hear it splash into the cool flowing water.
I used to love the sensation of the river’s waters as they flowed around me as I stood or swam around. I used to enjoy just standing there in the middle of practically nowhere and listening to the chirping birds flying above me and the gentle noises of the grazing animals on the river’s banks. I used to enjoy the smell of the river, fresh, gentle, and so comforting. Ah yes, memories of a river! My beloved river and memories forever!
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and encouraging you to go out there and tell others about my memories of a river. Visit
www.nfb.org to learn more.
Thursday, October 11, 2012
No barriers to skating
It is my passion and it is my favorite sport. It is the activity that I almost always engage in to help me deal with my stresses, anxieties, and challenges. It is the sport that I love to dream about. Why, it is skating!
When it comes to skating, there are no barriers for me. I learned to skate like any other Canadian kid and I kept it close to my heart for so many years. When I had enough vision to skate on my own, it was my joy, my passion, and my everything. I used to adore those blinking Christmas lights practically smiling at me as I skated outdoors at Christmas time and I just loved to feel the cold fresh wind on my cheeks and blowing through my hair as I skated around. Oh how I loved to smell the freshness of a winter’s night, skating outdoors and feeling the crisp ice beneath my skates.
With precious little vision left these days, I still love to skate, no barriers for me. The smell of an indoor rink, the smooth glassy ice under my skates, and my friends skating alongside me, with me holding onto their arm. Ah yes, no barriers to skating!
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and inviting you to share my thoughts with others. Come by any time and visit me at www.sterlingcreations.ca.
When it comes to skating, there are no barriers for me. I learned to skate like any other Canadian kid and I kept it close to my heart for so many years. When I had enough vision to skate on my own, it was my joy, my passion, and my everything. I used to adore those blinking Christmas lights practically smiling at me as I skated outdoors at Christmas time and I just loved to feel the cold fresh wind on my cheeks and blowing through my hair as I skated around. Oh how I loved to smell the freshness of a winter’s night, skating outdoors and feeling the crisp ice beneath my skates.
With precious little vision left these days, I still love to skate, no barriers for me. The smell of an indoor rink, the smooth glassy ice under my skates, and my friends skating alongside me, with me holding onto their arm. Ah yes, no barriers to skating!
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and inviting you to share my thoughts with others. Come by any time and visit me at www.sterlingcreations.ca.
Wednesday, October 10, 2012
I know him by his footsteps
I often call my favorite cab driver, Gerry, to come and get me whenever I need a cab to take me on my errands. We often play a game. He approaches me and I am supposed to guess whether or not it is him. Nine out of ten times I can guess correctly and Gerry is almost always surprised that I can do so.
We talk about it as we drive along and I tell him that I know him by his footsteps. You see, I can often identify a person by their footsteps. Believe it or not, we all have identifiable footsteps. Some of us walk more quickly than others. Some of us walk more slowly and some of us drag our feet more than others. Some of us walk with staccato beats, some of us walk with clipped beats, and some of us walk with crisp beats.
Maybe I am confusing the issue a bit too much here but this is how I do it. In general, many sighted people may not think to pay attention to footsteps but for a blind person it is just part of the process of identifying. Listening for sound and footsteps are a part of this process.
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my blogs with others. Visit www.rnib.org to learn more.
We talk about it as we drive along and I tell him that I know him by his footsteps. You see, I can often identify a person by their footsteps. Believe it or not, we all have identifiable footsteps. Some of us walk more quickly than others. Some of us walk more slowly and some of us drag our feet more than others. Some of us walk with staccato beats, some of us walk with clipped beats, and some of us walk with crisp beats.
Maybe I am confusing the issue a bit too much here but this is how I do it. In general, many sighted people may not think to pay attention to footsteps but for a blind person it is just part of the process of identifying. Listening for sound and footsteps are a part of this process.
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my blogs with others. Visit www.rnib.org to learn more.
Friday, October 5, 2012
What is physical literacy?
I am not ashamed to say that I totally missed the boat on this one. At a conference in Ottawa in early February 2012, I learned all about physical literacy. Whereas I took for granted that all blind kids would have learned to do such things as: jump, run, jog, throw or roll a ball, swim, bike, climb, kick or bounce a ball, and similar activities, it was sadly not the case.
This conference focused on making sports a part of the daily lives of blind kids and blind adults. It talked about the need for sports to be more a part of the lives of the blind community and it focused on developing ways to do so.
After having returned home from this conference, I realized how lucky I was. As a blind kid I was totally physically literate and as an adult I have continued to stay physically literate. Ice skating is my passion and blind tennis is a close second. I swim, ski, and enjoy all kinds of outdoor sports.
My belief is that physical literacy is very important to us all and especially so to the blind community. We, more than others, may need to make sports a very important part of our lives and how can we do this? By insisting that we be included in sporting activities, from the nursery right up until we are seniors. So, what is physical literacy? It is the ability to interact with and be a part of all kinds of sporting activities.
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and encourage parents of blind kids to foster more physical literacy to their youngsters. Visit me at www.sterlingcreations.ca to learn more.
This conference focused on making sports a part of the daily lives of blind kids and blind adults. It talked about the need for sports to be more a part of the lives of the blind community and it focused on developing ways to do so.
After having returned home from this conference, I realized how lucky I was. As a blind kid I was totally physically literate and as an adult I have continued to stay physically literate. Ice skating is my passion and blind tennis is a close second. I swim, ski, and enjoy all kinds of outdoor sports.
My belief is that physical literacy is very important to us all and especially so to the blind community. We, more than others, may need to make sports a very important part of our lives and how can we do this? By insisting that we be included in sporting activities, from the nursery right up until we are seniors. So, what is physical literacy? It is the ability to interact with and be a part of all kinds of sporting activities.
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and encourage parents of blind kids to foster more physical literacy to their youngsters. Visit me at www.sterlingcreations.ca to learn more.
Thursday, October 4, 2012
Those troublesome stains
This is almost always my fear! Are there any stains on my clothes for me to be concerned about after I have put them on? Or are there any of them on my counter tops or visible places in my home?
Almost all of us worry about this but for a sighted person, they can spot these so-called hazards or pesky problems before they are seen by others. For a blind person, it is not as easy. Sometimes we can feel a stain if it is sticky or rough and then we have a chance to wipe or clean it away. However, they sometimes decide to linger and become invisible to our wondering fingers and as a result we are unable to feel them. This is when the real problem occurs.
If we are unable to feel them then we would probably never know that they are there. If we are able to feel them then we have more than a fifty-fifty chance of being able to get rid of them, but even at that, it all depends on whether or not the stain is a serious one or not.
Sometimes, when things fall and make a stain, we miss it because we did not know in the first place that there was indeed a stain. Only until we literally stumble upon it or when someone tells us that there is a stain. Ah yes! Those troublesome stains!
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my blogs with others. Visit www.afb.org to learn more.
Almost all of us worry about this but for a sighted person, they can spot these so-called hazards or pesky problems before they are seen by others. For a blind person, it is not as easy. Sometimes we can feel a stain if it is sticky or rough and then we have a chance to wipe or clean it away. However, they sometimes decide to linger and become invisible to our wondering fingers and as a result we are unable to feel them. This is when the real problem occurs.
If we are unable to feel them then we would probably never know that they are there. If we are able to feel them then we have more than a fifty-fifty chance of being able to get rid of them, but even at that, it all depends on whether or not the stain is a serious one or not.
Sometimes, when things fall and make a stain, we miss it because we did not know in the first place that there was indeed a stain. Only until we literally stumble upon it or when someone tells us that there is a stain. Ah yes! Those troublesome stains!
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my blogs with others. Visit www.afb.org to learn more.
Wednesday, October 3, 2012
Memories of a computer screen
As I sit writing this, my memories of a computer screen still stand out in my mind. Now that I am left with precious little sight, not nearly enough to see any type or size of screen, I use my memory to help me cope and navigate my computer screen.
I can still remember how icons are laid out, the different colors of the various menus and panels, and layouts of such things as folders in Outlook Express, lists of files on the hard drive, a Word document screen, plus so much more.
Gosh! I even still remember what the infamous blue screen looks like. Then there are the layouts of various web pages for me to remember. The colors used to depict links visited, edit boxes, and so on.
Yes, memories of a computer screen! I use my memories to help me navigate a bit more efficiently and my friends tell me that not too much has changed for layouts of a computer screen since I lost my vision. This happened in January 2004.
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my thoughts with others. Visit www.nfb.org to learn more.
I can still remember how icons are laid out, the different colors of the various menus and panels, and layouts of such things as folders in Outlook Express, lists of files on the hard drive, a Word document screen, plus so much more.
Gosh! I even still remember what the infamous blue screen looks like. Then there are the layouts of various web pages for me to remember. The colors used to depict links visited, edit boxes, and so on.
Yes, memories of a computer screen! I use my memories to help me navigate a bit more efficiently and my friends tell me that not too much has changed for layouts of a computer screen since I lost my vision. This happened in January 2004.
I’m Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day and urging you to go out there and share my thoughts with others. Visit www.nfb.org to learn more.
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