Slice of Life Story Challenge, Day 16 #sol19

Car now placed in park, I reached up to touch the top of my head.  Yep, glasses still there.  Good.  I stepped out onto the pavement and held my wrist up to check the time.  Eight minutes early.  Okay, I sighed.  “Too early to pick up the pizza, so I may as well get it over with.”

Instead of sidling into DiFranco’s to wait for my pizza, I turned left and headed up the street.  The sun, now shining in the sky, seemed to suggest that while her intensity wouldn’t be up to the task of melting all the snow today, this would be the sun’s work over the next several days.  A work in progress.  Which is good.

Arriving at my destination, I pushed open the beautiful glass door.  With a jingle of a bell gently greeting me, I took a few steps across a yellow carpet. Then, from behind a wooden table a woman said, “Hello!  May I help you?”

“Um yes,” I stammered. “I need to, uh, schedule my annual eye check-up, or … exam?”  This whole eyes-going-bad thing has been rough on me, I’ll admit.  My whole life, my eyes have been amazing, bionic almost.  Now blurriness.

“Okay, sure,” answered the woman.  “Gosh, last time I saw you, you had just been in the hospital with the flu.”  Wow, I thought.  I only met this woman twice- once for my first eye exam, and then again to pick up my first set of reading glasses.  That was last February! How could she remember such detail?  I expressed my amazement at her comment.  A bionic memory.

Leaving the optical center that day, I realized– perhaps not for the first time– I am probably making my need-for-glasses mean more than it really does.  Perhaps it just signifies that, well, I am a work in progress.  As are we all, right?

Eyeglasses

Author: Lanny Ball

For more than 23 years, Lanny has taught, coached, presented, staff developed, and consulted within the exciting and enigmatic world of literacy. With unyielding passion and belief in the possibility of workshop teaching, Lanny has worked to support students, teachers, and school administrators around the country in outgrowing themselves as both writers and readers. Working first as a classroom teacher, then as a coach and TCRWP Staff Developer, Lanny is now a literacy and reading consultant in Northwestern Connecticut. Outside of literacy, he enjoys raising his three ambitious young daughters with his wife, and playing the piano. Find him on this blog, as well as on Twitter @LannyBall. Lanny is also a co-author of a blog dedicated to supporting teachers and coaches that maintain classroom writing workshops, twowritingteachers.org.

11 thoughts on “Slice of Life Story Challenge, Day 16 #sol19”

  1. Yes, we are all a work in progess! Glasses – love em! I’ve worn them since I was 5 and they are an extension of who you are! An added bonus is that there are such fun frames out there! Thanks for sharing!

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  2. Bit by bit, we grow older, we change … yet there’s something to celebrate in it, as you’ve pointed out so well. What a positive, encouraging message. Yes, we are ARE works in progress; we gain greater insight even when our physical sight begins to ebb.

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  3. We are all a work in progress yes! What a nice way to frame it.
    I haven’t been to the eye doctor in longer than I would like to admit. This is a gentle reminder to schedule an appointment over break!

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  4. I love how you use one of the markers of change to embrace this as growth rather than deterioration. As I squint through my progressive lenses and tie up my grey, grey hair, I will look in the mirror at this work in progress.

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  5. I love this because we all do truly have different feelings about our eye sight, glasses, contacts, etc. I tell my students my glasses are just another accessory and they add to my “vibe.” 😉 Also- thanks for the reminder, I’ve been meaning to call and schedule my exam, too!

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