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Still on a high.
As you will all have realised, April has been and gone, Easter is over and we are all awaiting the rain of the school holidays!
I am now a member of Calshot climbing wall, having completed my course three months ago. With just the odd week missed I have been up a wall every week since!
And how things have changed.
I still climb with my buddy Simon, who I now belay while he climbs, but the guidance I get from him has greatly reduced, not because of a miraculous improvement in my sight or a change of colour to all the walls and holds!
But because I have found a way of my own to climb, which may not be conventional. But sod conventions…… It works for me!
I find my triangle point so that I am safe to move either an arm or a leg off of the wall and the sweep it to find the next holds. Doing this means that sometimes I miss a much easier hold, but then where would the fun be if I only held the easy holds.
I am still enjoying it as much, if not more than I did all those months ago.
I now have my own harness which is so very comfortable and I am looking to what I can achieve in the future with my climbing.
So watch this space !!!!
When the guide dog became the attraction at the zoo
My guide dog is often admired when we are out and about. Many people are surprised when they see a dog in an inside environment, such as a shopping centre or cinema. But people appear much more surprised when they meet us at somewhere like a theme park.
As it’s the Easter weekend I got the opportunity to go to Drayton Manor to visit Thomas Land with my little boy. We had a fabulous time in the park, lots of rides and my GD Vicky enjoyed all the fussing she was getting while we waited in line for our turn.
She didn’t go on any of the rides with us, she stayed with one of our party so that I had her to guide me, but didn’t have to miss out on the fun and thrills of the rides.
Drayton Manor have their own zoo with a collection of owls, monkeys and a black leopard.
Having phoned ahead of our visit, I had spoken with one of the keepers and they were happy for my GD to go into the zoo area, with the provision that if she of the animals appearedto be distressed I was to walk away.
There were numerous zoo staff around the zoo who were very happy to see us and help explain what was in the enclosures.
The monkeys were the first to spot Vicky.
They were very interested and intreaged by her. They came up to the bars on their cage to see her.
And then there was the gibbons, they wanted to play, they were chatting away to Vicky and she in return was making noises to them too. But again, with a zoo keeper on hand, I was reassured that this was friendly chatter that they often sharedamongst themselves during play times.
It is only in more recent years that zoo’s have allowed guide dogs and other assistance dogs into the grounds, with many restrictions for the safety of the animals and the dogs. With Vicky by my side, both me and my son were able to have a much closer encounter to the animals than we had ever thought possible.
It sounded so simple…. Then you put me in the mix!
As well as blogging I keep up to date with friends and family via my Facebook account, the other day after what had started out as a fun conversation I put myself on the line and admitted to having been forced to admit that I had a limitation.
Yes…. I hear you all say, everyone does. But this limitation wasn’t even something I had ever considered before, or even wanted to do. And in the grand scheme of life is very unimportant and changes nothing. But I started to bother me.
I thought the easiest way for you to see what I am talking about is to copy the post in below, including the comments. As to protect the identity of my friends I have re-written the post and named them F1, F2 etc, etc.
I would be interested to follow on this conversation further, so feel free to comment yourself underneath on here.
THE STATUS: An honest conversation with a trusted friend has made me realise that with my sight, there are some things I just won’t ever do….. Some I can get around, fudge through in a different way with help & support. But today the realisation that there is something I won’t ever do, silly thing is that its only a small thing too…. But feeling 🙁
ME: And it wasn’t even anything I though would bother me, it’s the realisation of limitation not the thing I can’t do. Even my stubborn streak won’t get me through this one.
F1: You will get through it hun! Been there – spend some time wallowing in self pity and then equally important pick yourself up and get on with what you CAN do!
ME: I know-its the kids, home, college, work is all that matters, but it’t limitations of not being able to do something so very simple for others——-even a small child can do it!
F1: Yep! Let yourself spend some time feeling sad, don’t try and ignore it. Have a bath, get in you pj’s and bring out the chocolate!
F2: If you don’t mind me asking, what is it?
ME: Its very silly and ridiculous…….. Juggling!!! Having looked after Miss Key the other evening while Mst Key & Simon Key did a juggling with scouts. Mst Key came back telling how great it was & how his dad could teach anyone to do it, it never interested me, bit it set the challenge & the thinking cogs working. So had a good talk about it & the answer was NO… I need to be able to follow the movement, although I do have some vision. I have no ability to judge distance or quick movement.
Its not the juggling that is the issue, its the fact that it points out a limitation. For example, I am not allowed to drive a car (legally) & have a driving license. But I can physically drive a car, on private property with the right support. I know how to do it & can do it. Its a silly thing, but its these little bits for me that stand out as a limitation. That having discussed the options of making it accessible isn’t there, if I wish I could play blind football, blind cricket, if I so desired, silly isn’t it?
F2: I don’t see why you can’t try?? Think of how much fun it would be. Just make sure you use soft balls so not to knock anyone out though! 🙂 Nothing is impossible, we place on ourselves our own limitations so if you say you can’t then you won’t, if you say to hell with it I am going to have a go…. then you have got nothing to lose and if you prove yourself right they you can say hell at least I tried!!
F3: I think the thing is that you have to have a base to start with. If you know that it is something that might be nearly impossible to do before you start, then if you still want to try then you don’t set your hopes up too high. The bonus is that i you did achieve it then it would make it all the more special. let me have a think, I’m sure Mst Key is right. He tells me enough that he is 🙂
F2: Nearly impossible! See not impossible at all 🙂
F3: just have to be realistic. Thats all I’m saying, what the hell, I have been learning 5 for 6 years !!!!
F2: There is being realistic though and shattering poor Theresa’s juggling dreams. I anyone can you can Mr Key 🙂 xx
ME: Oh dear, what have I started? It’s not the juggling that is the point here.
F3: Well it kind of is and isn’t. I think the point is that you wont know what you can and can’t do till you try……
F2: Excellent! I look forward to hearing your juggling tales Theresa and Mr Key.
ME: It’s got taken all out of context, I don’t really want to juggle. I hate the word ‘Can’t’ I know what you meant when you explained it, no it’s not impossible, bit it just highlights the fact that I can’t just grab a set of balls & get going. You said yourself that you need to think about how! It’s something highly skilled when you get to your level, but at the same time it’s very basic and simple at the start point. And I can’t just get on and have a go. This sees me start thinking & analysing other things I can do or can’t do & the spiral starts & thats why it was never about the actually juggling… Hence why I never put it in the start of this post! I appreciate the support & kind words from you all. I’m not as has been suggested (by pm) fishing for sympathy or compliments on what I can do or try. I wrote this because it was how I was feeling & at that very same moment on looking at Facebook it just felt right to put into words, stop it just being in my head & driving me even more crazy!
F3: Nope no taking it back now lol.
F2: Nope, you can’t back out now. Learn to juggle woman then you can pass your juggling wisdom to me 🙂
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It makes for this being a rather long blog, but I hope it gives you an idea of my thoughts. Juggling isn’t the issue for me, its not even something like I said earlier that is of great interest. It merely highlights that for me to do some things, I need to set myself up in a very different way than others. Have to alter the way in which I do things. My friends were being helpful with their comments, I am always open to constructive criticism.
I grew up not seeing myself differently to others, but now I do…… I feel so very different.
And this is the point.
Child’s Play
Today while at a friends house, their son was happily, quietly playing with Lego to make a old world village, I asked him if he would mind if I could build something with him.
He kindly asked if I needed him to help me as the parts where quite small and I may not see them, then he quickly told me that with Lego I didn’t need to see it, as I could just count the bumps on the top to feel how big and what shape the pieces are.
He then suggested that I built a church for his village. I asked him about the colours of the Lego as with them being so small I couldn’t see them and I was worried that it would be funny colours.
To which he simply answered ‘It doesn’t matter about the colours that’s the fun of Lego, the whole village can be all different colours and it doesn’t matter’
This bought back huge childhood memories for me, as a child me and my sister had built a huge pirate ship, it was built with whatever bricks we could find and was a giant rainbow.
Sometimes I think that as adults we aim for perfection too often, well I do anyway. Where as with kids it’s the fun of building and the game, not what you end up with in the end.
And also that as a grown woman I am never too old to sit down with a box of Lego and just build, sight or no sight as it is one of the first and still the most tactile toy available!!!
Fun Fairs
Lots of blogs this week, but I get to break from the usual boring home, study routine when my two children are home. As I said before, I won’t let me being a VIP affect them or the fun they get to have.
So, on Sunday as a birthday treat we went to the fun fair at Hayling Island, I have never been there before, but friends had raved about it & how much fun the kids could have (big & small!)
They weren’t wrong.
With a 3 and 7 year old it is often difficult to find the balance on somewhere they can both have fun and do things together or with me. Of-course my faithful GD came along too although she didn’t partake in much of the fun, just the run along the beach afterwards.
For me, I got to drive! only on the bumper cars, but didn’t I make the most of it, first with my son, then with my daughter and then they had their own car and I got to go alone.
We went on the halter skelter, the log flume, the balloon ride, even the rickettly old roller-coaster (I didn’t want to ask if it was part of its design or age that made it that way)
I know many people do these sorts of rides with their eyes closed, so most can guess what that feels like, but how about if your eyes were a blurry haze?
It makes things seem there that aren’t, it makes it feel that you will hit your head or that the cart your in will come off of the rails.
Also with no depth perception I have no ability to judge the hieght of a climb or the steepness of a drop….. But for me that adds to the excitement.
So to say that I had just as much if not more fun as the kids would be an understatement …….. We loved it!
The weather was just right and like all good funfairs I got to enjoy an old family tradition of having my bucket of pennies and playing on the slot machines too, dropping the coin at just the right time to not fall on top of the pile, put to push some of the coins down into the winning bit.
Who says sight loss has to make you miss things, it just makes it a different experience, but having never had brilliant sight I can’t say is it were a better or worse experience, my children had a fabulous time and that was the whole point of the day.
Me getting to join in so much was an added bonus!