“You don’t need to be by the board. You have glasses! And people with glasses can see well!” Says my teacher who doesn’t understand how hard it is for me to see or hear if I’m not close to the board. I know I have glasses but that doesn’t mean my vision is fixed.
Oh, squiggly line in my eye fluid, I see you there lurking on the periphery of my vision. But when I try to look at you, you scurry away. Are you shy, squiggly line? Why only when I ignore you, do you return to the center of my eye? Oh, squiggly line, it’s alright. You are forgiven.