Offering the occasional post from Farm Wench’s main blog where she writes about learning, simplicity, and other cheerful topics.
We don’t mourn the loss of what we don’t see.
In fourth grade I had no idea that the equations I copied from the board were incorrect, I only knew that for the first time my math papers were handed back with poor marks. And my grades kept getting worse. Although I wrote neatly and rechecked my work the teacher scrawled “careless mistakes” on my papers. I’d decided I was a mathematical dunce by the time my parents realized I needed glasses.
It was a revelation the first time I put on those glasses. I could see individual leaves on trees! I could see the faces of people passing by! I thought what I’d seen before, blurry images that resolved close up, was what everyone saw.
Find out a surprising cause of nearsightedness when you read the full post.