Sometime's it's really hard to find the silver lining, but this time it Julie's son Sebastian who found it. Check out what happened on the plane on their way back from a holiday in Tasmania.
“You’re never too big to ask for help”
Reggie White
Travelling back from a 10 day holiday in Tasmania, I was sitting on the plane with my 14 year old son Sebastian next to me. As usual, the navigation of foreign foods in foreign containers was just another travel challenge for this blind woman. Despite their obscurity, I was able to identify the salad, water, knives and forks, as well as the main dish – the Mediterranean frittata.
Carefully unwrapping the plastic cutlery from it’s enclosure, I started cutting away at the frittata. I managed this by finding the corner of the frittata with my knife and then dragging my fork to the left a bit so I was able to cut off a bite size piece. That was how it usually worked and I could see no reason for things to be different this flight.
Slicing away successfully, I managed to then balance the piece of frittata on my fork very skilfully. However – as I lifted the frittata northwards it decided to head south. It started by toppling off my fork and onto my breast bone. As it bounced off my breast bone it then found it’s way down to my stomach, then in between my thighs before finally resting under the seat in front of me.
“Shit” I exclaimed
! I was annoyed my clumsiness had resulted in a mess that someone else would have to clean up. I would have got it myself but there was a tray table full of food, a seat belt, other passengers, an aisle as well as the fact that I couldn’t see it, in between me and the frittata.
Aware of my distress, Sebastian consoled me with
“Don’t worry Mum” he whispered, “it’s your holiday – not theirs!”
Quite right Bas!
“Sometimes you have to depend on others”
that blind woman
Julie Woods
julie@thatblindwoman.co.nz
www.thatblindwoman.co.nz
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