March 3rd, 2006

Cut cuddle and be Cute

A Letter I Can't Really Send

Dear Local City Planners,

I just wanted to write and explain how your recent decisions on how to change our town will affect those of us with disabilities. I'm sure you have good reasons to add these round-abouts, but I want to tell you what that will do.

For two years, I've walked the route from the junior high to Kodiak because it is the only route that is safe enough for me to walk with a cane or guide dog. That route is one of the easiest ways for me to give my guide dog Julio a chance to work while I am on break from school. Your decision to use round-abouts at 4th and Broadway and Lake and Broadway makes this impossible. Neither of us were taught to use round-abouts because they are not safe. While I will call an instructor from my school and ask, I doubt very seriously they will be able to help in this situation.

My independence is something I treasure. I do not have access to a car. I am required to ask someone to drive me when I am not at college. The route I explained above is one of the few chances I have to simulate independence and give Julio a chance to use his skills while we are home.

I hope, in the future, we could have healthy dialogue and that you will consider the needs of pedestrians in your future plans.

Sincerely,
Nickie
Cut cuddle and be Cute

Cute!

I'll start this entry out with the following anicdote. We had a substitute professor for class today and she showed a film about preschool children and how they understand the world. It was very cute. One exercise had a researcher telling a little kid that a monkey (I'm assuming it was a puppet), always got to choose the sticker (from a two stickers) first. And that monkey always picked the one the child wanted. So they'd send the monkey into another room, ask the child which sticker he wanted (he picks spaceship over Barby). Then they bring the monkey back in. The monkey asks the child which one he wants, he points to the spaceship. That's the one the monkey chooses.

A child 18 months older, however, lies and tells the monkey he wants the Barby. Then comes the best part. The older child looks at the researcher and says "I crossed my fingers."

I still use the cross your fingers method sometimes. When I want to have more energy than I have, if someone asks how I feel, I'll say "fine", with my hand in my pocket and crossing my fingers. Works great! That is, until the fun's over and I realize I'm in too much pain. Aren't I mature.

Other stuff from psychology today. We were talking abouta concept I'm blanking on right now, where a child believes that someone is responsible for whatever happens (i.e., "Mommy makes the flowers grow.") Anyway, she asked for examples. The one that immediately came to mind was when I was little and had a corneal transplant. After that I wouldn't let doctors get close to me at all. I screamed so loud at a dentist that he could count my teeth from across the room. She said that most children blame their parents. I don't know if I did that, but I do know that when I was 17, I blamed my parents for something. A few people know what I'm talking about here. Anyway, Mom and Dad (lj stalkers that you are), I'm sorry.

Hugs!
Nickie
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Cut cuddle and be Cute

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Today was the first test in "The Art Of Listening". I am pretty sure I did okay on the listening part because I really whipped through it. But the written part I'm a little nervous about. I do like the class, and it will be much easier now that I know what to expect. Thank goodness it's not required to make music, we just have to listen and identify and sound like we know what in the world we're talking about. The thing that I hate about it is that I would learn more if I could use this stuff now, but talking about the baroque opera is not something everyday people do.

In other news, that article "Are you there God? It's Me Monica", was embarrassing to read. I got an education alright, although not what I expected for a theology course.

Other than that, I'm exhausted and hardly awake. The strobe light is still annoying, but I'm almost used to it. I'm having trouble speaking English.

Hugs!
Nickie