NO WEAPON FORMED AGAINST YOU WILL PROSPER
Alone with a puzzle and your thoughts...
Yesterday I was playing on the Swings...
The Swing broke...
The chain hit me right in the back of the head...
I can't see...
A few hours later my sight came back...
If I knew that was going to happen...
I would have waited before I tried to pour the Orange Juice...
Oh what a mess!
Today...
Put the puzzle away...
Time for a game of Solitaire...
Sometimes, you need to turn the radio on...
Thinking about the occurrences of the day...
Your Dad's words in your head...
Don't start it just make sure you finish it...
Wednesday...
Come on Friday!
Who is this God I'm always hearing about?
Where is he?
I had to fight my own battles...
The Sermon said God fights your battles for you...
I hadn't started a fight once...
No weapon formed against you will prosper...
Pray for your enemies...
What does it all mean?
What is their problem?
The attacks still came...
God are you there yet?
I guess that message wasn't meant for me...
Well, God if you're listening to me...
You know my plan...
I know I may not make it out to the car...
I made it and they didn't try and stop me...
If they caught a glimpse...
It would have been you're not going out wearing that...
Yes I am and yes I did...
When they see me when I come...
Too late...
God, I made it through every main door...
Two levels...
How far can I go?
Up or Down?
With every risk...
There's a choice...
I read that somewhere...
Down was definitely appropriate that day...
I figured my mission would take hours...
To my surprise...
It was less than an hour...
God are you there?
She's laughing with her friends right behind me...
You know I'm not a Happy Camper...
That battle message...
Not for me?
I'm taking a step...
You're not stopping me...
Taking step number two...
Still nothing?
Here I go...
Now people think I need their help...
I said...
If it doesn't stay on one to one...
More step from the other side then come in if you want, one for one...
Let them make the first move...
I have a lot more friends than I thought...
A move is made then another...
So it went on...
Now, I'm blind...
YAY for me!
I'm not losing...
How many are there?
Am I alone?
I'm still standing...
Still breathing...
Still holding on...
I'm fighting my own battle...
God are you there?
Break it up someone said...
I don't know who you are or what you look like...
I don't recognize your voice...
That was clever...
A nice conversation in the middle of a battle...
Still battling over here...
Break it up!
The voice is louder...
Still not loud enough...
Hands on...
Being pulled...
Follow me...
You're in trouble...
Follow I do...
I did ten steps before I said...
I can't see...
If you go into somewhere tell me...
I'll still be walking...
Not hard to do on a straight corridor...
Don't play games with me she said...
I'm not...
No more Solitary for me with that deck of cards...
A Deck in Brail?
I wonder if I could make money with that?
Walked right into the wall...
I got a headache...
She believed me...
She stayed with me for as long as it took...
I thought I was going to be in her class all that day or until I made it to the Nurse...
We'll have to call your parents...
They're just going to call one...
They're both at work...
Better to call my Dad...
Of course, Mom is the sympathetic one...
That would better...
I changed my mind...
Call my Mom...
She drives the blind kids to School and Work...
She'll probably make me live at the blind boarding school...
I have to accept the outcome...
Maybe, that could be a better world for me...
God are you there?
Still fighting my own battles?
No Doctors, No X-Rays...
A few hours later I can see...
Darn...
Still things I may never know...
God are you there?
sparrowsong
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Wow, Sparrowsong, what a story! I'm guessing every word true. Bless you x
Hello Being Me...
Yes it's all true...
I remember I was 16 and a half...
I remember because, I was drove to School that day...
That was the worse part...
Thinking someone's going to have to pick me up and pick up the car...
Fortunately, my vision cleared and I was able to drive home and get ready to go to work...
I had a couple of battle marks where she scratched me when she was trying to pull my hair...
She even tried to bite me...
I said you bite?
It was on like White on Rice after that...
I couldn't see and I wasn't letting go of her no matter what she did to me...
All day people were saying you really hurt her...
I said is she still here at school?
Is she walking?
I still have a headache...
How's her head?
She sounds like she's okay to me...
I hadn't seen her all day...
I told her if I did, expect it when you least expect it and don't be near the stairs...
No one knew I couldn't see except the Teacher and that was in private...
The Principal found out but, I was fine...
There was a telephone in all the classrooms...
When the phone would ring the Teacher automatically looks at the kid that the call is about...
They weren't discreet...
They all would look right at you...
Then you just start looking around and saying ooh I wonder what that's about?
They were stupid...
It worked every time...
They would ask around the room...
Did you do something?
Nope not me...
Asked me...
I was like the chances are pretty good today...
Why?
What did you do?
Ask me what I didn't do would be a whole lot shorter...
Of course, another kid would say I know what she did...
What?
What did she do?
It was so funny...
Ask ten kids and they all had a different answer I was laughing so hard because, none of them could tell the entire story but,...
They were all correct answers...
I admitted to all of it...
This infraction that infraction...
The kids that were listening were in complete shock...
They said you did that?
OMG!
No way!
Some kids actually saw something or heard about it and asked me if it was just a rumor...
Yup I did that and that and that...
I never had more conversations with kids I didn't know my whole life...
It was a crazy day!
Some kids knew my Dad and there was always a gun around...
That would have been too easy and I wanted to get my point across...
I did...
No kid messed with me at all after that...
Then kids started sampling me for a ride...
I will take you...
If you were what I considered an enemy it was $1 per mile per person up to 15 miles...
NO REFUNDS!
If you were a friend, no charge of course...
If they wanted to go far away they would chip in on everything and I never asked them to do that...
They just wanted to...
They knew I worked hard for my money...
They always got a chuckle out of all the money I made on my side hustle...
They'd see an enemy getting into my car and they would shake their head, laugh and wave and put up the phone sign...
Call you later...
That was in 1983...
I don't remember how much gas was ...
$1 79 A gallon I think...
Maybe a little less....
My car got about 19 miles to the gallon...
V8...
If I remember right...
It was a 1979 Plymouth Fury Station Wagon...
It was a Beast...
It was a fun car...
Thank you for your kind comment and support...
sparrowsong
Typo: Sampling me for a ride...
I have no idea how that happened...
It has a mind of it's own obviously...
They started asking me for a ride...
Sampling a ride — Hahaha...I thought it was an Americanism 🙈 ... lol
started asking for — Thanks for explaining the typo. My phone does that sort of thing too xx