A Frame on Life

Tag: blindness

  • After the rain – my first month in Sweden

    After the rain – my first month in Sweden

    A few days before class on my way home, I step off the train to discover a deluge. I have over a kilometre to walk, I’m wearing shorts and a light windbreakder, and the water gods are having a ball. The cold, unrelenting pelts are all I can hear and feel and I try not…

  • Soaring, Sliding, Skimming on a Wave

    Soaring, Sliding, Skimming on a Wave

    Whoosh! My ankles and core prepare as I adjust the buggy board in my hands for take-off. The anticipation is rising. I push lightly off from the sand and begin to flutter kick, hard. The water turns to foam under the top of the board,  just as I was hoping. My hands fasten more securely…

  • A package for Louis Braille on his 209th Birthday

    “Does ‘myf’ stand for ‘myself’”? I remember pondering as I turned the cardboard pages of the second book I’d read independently. Well, almost read. If I could be sure about this mysterious short-form, then I had nailed it. My Mummy was a great encyclopaedia about these things, even if she’d always have to go away…