Cherished memories: My beloved grade school

As I sit here writing I can still remember almost every inch of my beloved grade school  The memory is still so very fresh in my mind and despite the fact that this memory was snapped when my vision was quite limited, it matters not to me!  I have managed to enhance it to the point that I don't have to work too hard to focus on it whenever I want to.

Those vast green grounds were where I spent some of my best times as a child.  I romped and played with my classmates.  I walked through them on my own.  I spent so many quiet moments just simply standing there by myself taking in the bright sunshine, the blue skies, and breathing in the fresh cool air.

I remember the jungle gym, the swimming pool, and so much more.  There were the long corridors of my school, resounding with the shouts and echoes of the students.  The main hall where we had all of our morning assemblies and other important functions.

Then there was the intimidating stage where we rehearsed for our Christmas concerts and where we performed on concert day.  The large dining room where we ate, and oh yes!  Those unforgettable classrooms: the music room and the doll's house that was later turned into a cooking room for the girls.

Finally, the areas close to the school where we used to walk, laugh, and talk about all kinds of things.  Memories forever!

I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day.

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Looking into the glass

When I was at university, my friend Connie and I used to play this little game very often.  We would each fill a glass with water and then there we would sit for a while, just gazing into our glasses of water.

For better or for worse we would each claim that we could see various images and for me I believe that I could indeed do so.  I could see faces, images, and nature scenes.  We both loved it so much and it sure made us smile more often than not.

Unfortunately I can no longer do it, or I should be asking myself: could I still do it?  It would be a different way of doing it if I were indeed able to do so.

Maybe what I ought to do is just try it and see what happens.  Who knows? I may just be pleasantly surprised!

I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day.

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Making a mango for Imran

This is where I need to pour all of my memory of a mango into this project. For I will definitely need it and a lot of concentration to go along with it when I next pick up my pottery tools to do it.

Yes!  I have decided to make a mango for my friend and technician, Imran. You see, he just loves the sweet tasty fruit and I thought that the next best thing that I can give to him is a replica of one.

I have a bit of time to prepare before I attempt this feat.  I'll have enough time to bring back the memory of a mango and I'll have enough time to get it all right.

I have already informed my pottery teacher about this project and she is definitely on board with it.  So, for the next few months I'll be shopping for an artificial mango to use as my model.

I am looking forward to making a mango and anxious to see how it will turn out.

I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day.

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Why are my dreams like this?

This is one thing that continues to baffle me on a daily basis.  I am almost totally blind yet I continue to dream in technicolor, so to speak.  In short, I am almost totally blind but when I dream I can see faces and images, see colors and shapes, and find my way around without a cane.

In my dreams I have functional vision so what does all of this mean?  How can I be almost totally blind but yet dreaming as someone with sight?

I am not complaining in the least!  I love being able to dream as someone with functional vision but I'll tell you this: it is often hard on me whenever I remember my dream, but alas! The dream as someone with functional vision sure does not translate to having to face adversity as someone with practically no vision.

I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day.

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My Prayer Book

I'll always remember my very first Prayer Book.  It was small but fat.  It contained several pages that were made of very fine paper and the edges of the pages were all trimmed in gold.  Of course, I could not read it because I was visually impaired but nevertheless my parents allowed me to take it to church in my little handbag. That was my Prayer Book, my perfect little Prayer Book in my perfect little handbag.

My handbag also contained a handkerchief and I was always so proud to take my perfect little Prayer Book to church in my perfect little handbag.  I made sure to not let it rub against anything, taking great care to ensure that it always stayed by my side.

I'll never know what happened to those two childhood treasures but I shall remember them forever.

I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day.

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The new kid in town

Yes, he is indeed the new kid in town!  Ever since his mom, Gladys, deserted her kids and took off for parts unknown, little Rico, as I have named him, is now the new kid in town.

From what I can piece together from various stories offered by the workers, one day Gladys simply walked out of the compound, never looking back.  Then some of the workers took the 3 remaining kittens to a busy mall and left them there, sure that they would be taken by passers by.

They were almost right.  Two of them were taken within a day or so but there was one little guy who managed to make it back to our compound and we still do not know how he did it.

The workers were astounded and welcomed him back, calling him family, and I named him Rico.  I am told that he looks just like Mama Gladys and it is probably why he is as loved as his mom.

The workers feed him, protect him, and give him lots of love.  I can only picture what he looks like and I can't wait to see him again when I visit my mom in June 2016.

I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day.

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Resetting Mom's clock

This is not one of my favorite tasks to do for Mom but it must be done and I am the one to help out here.  So this is how I go about it all.

First I remove both batteries; one is for the chimes and the other is for the time.  Then Mom gets to work to set the time. She is steady and sure and after she has done her part then I take over.

We put in the two new batteries and then I start to program her chimes.  I need to be slow and sure, as well.

I gingerly feel for the button that is lowest on the panel that is at the back of the clock.  Well, it is not exactly a panel.  It is a sort of a groove built into the back of the clock.  Then I start to count with each press of the button until I obtain the number of hours that I desire.  That is, each press of the button represents an hour.

When I think that I have matched the number of hours to the number of presses of the button that I have made, I gently close the back of the clock and then both Mom and I start to pray.

Fortunately, the clock is able to program for itself the number of chimes that denote the quarter, half, and three quarters of an hour.  It took me a while to figure out how this clock works but now I think that Mom and I have found a way to deal with it all.

I'm Donna J. Jodhan, your friendly accessibility advocate, wishing you a terrific day.

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