My Blind Friend Taught Me to See

Could you tell me how my blind friend said "Is life dangerous or nothing?" At a friend's birthday party 12 years ago, I first met my disabled with this age. . Like me, he is very old, very thin and wearing glasses. It was this common thing that I first attracted myself, as I did not know much of the kindergarten teacher wearing glasses. I started wearing glasses to correct my squint when I was two years old. And I can see clearly when wearing it.

The blind man I first met was a friend Ricky 's uncle, Carlisle Regi Anderson. At this point in my life, I was fascinated by blindness, but I never saw anyone I can not see. After going to a tropical basketball game, my friend went through my house through my house and on my way to the kitchen, I saw his uncle, Carlisle Lee Anderson. He told me. His voice rushed in the room, jumped to the wall and drew a path to his words. He is a quiet person, sitting in his rocking chair for hours, in the end, being satisfied and filled with energy. I talked briefly about what we asked for his name and told him my name. I asked which school I went if I liked it. His voice has a noticeable tone that spends a quarter of a second, he does not want to waste him, not to mention others. Rickey interfered us, brought me to the kitchen to find summer snacks and then returned to drive to continue our last four versions.

My father taught me this. The trip taught this to me. I trained four children and I loved all their crazy friends and their families who taught me. Laguna Apoyo reminds me of this. I am proud that the proof of what I see in the world appears in the train in the form of young people to protect unknown women and that strangers will form a chain of human beings to save their families. Yes, there is a risk, and there is a heroism every day. This is the risk I am willing to do.

I remember the best gift that my father gave me gave me all the people he had never taught me and said that he never told me ? I understood the meaning in this. He taught me to be in hopeless love, enviable emptiness, hopeless climbers, unconscious predators, unrequited captives, proud foolish, golden statues, and hollow not even once. Who am I? Who else? Everyone else. Its only me. These three things are also the same three gifts, humility, courage, and wisdom. Every one, they walked toward the truth, beauty and elegance.