“Over there” is a puzzle that has confused the Blind for a long
As my guide dog and I stood at the checkout of my local shop, I
asked the cashier what I thought was a simple question. “Where
are the Avocado Pears please?” Her response was hurried, but
sincere, “over there.”
Appearing from the station, I managed to catch the attention of
a passer-by. “Please sir, can you tell me where I can catch the
My City bus?” before disappearing into the cacophony of the early
afternoon, A kind voice offered a pleasant response “You can
catch it over there.”
So many things live over there — Avocado pears, bus stops,
toilets, spray cans, and even my shoes! A never ending supply of
important and indispensable items all reside in this place which
is blanketed in mystery and conspiracy. I stand in bewildered
silence after learning that something is over there! It is a
place I have never been and have no hope of finding on my own!
My guide dog is quite clever in finding chairs, stairs,
escalators, helping me cross streets, and can even find me
the buttons on a lift; however, when I tell her to find
“over there” her bottom hits the floor and a shake of her
ears tells me that she is as confused as I am. We will not
be going “over there” today.
Over there has caused me a bit of annoyance, a lot of
puzzlement and, on occasion, made my heart race. I have
discovered that “over there” can be a dangerous place.
One day, while crossing a street, I heard a driver’s
irritated voice shout out a warning of a truck bearing down on
me from over there. Vixen skilfully dodged the oncoming
vehicle and pulled me to the safety of the curb. Our hearts
were both racing as we took a few moments to compose ourselves.
Close encounters with over there can be frightening experiences.
Although many blind people have wondered as to the exact
location of “over there”, few have dared to venture forth in an
actual search of the mysterious place.
Once, while standing in line at the Chemist, I asked the
cashier where I can find the Aftershave. With a cheery smile,
she said, “It is over there.” With a sigh, I decided I would
take the extra step to unravel the riddle, which had frustrated
my associates since the beginning of time. Taking a deep breath,
I smiled at the cashier, “Where is over there?” I asked.
I imagined the girl’s shocked expression. I felt her
sharing concerned and condescending looks with her fellows in
the shop. The silence grew apparent as they pondered the
possibility of allowing a blind person access to the
forbidden place. She had no choice; she would have to tell me
how to find “over there”. I had won! Excitement swept through
me as I waited in eager anticipation. A victorious smile crept
to my face, my hand tightened on the handle of Vixen’s harness;
we would soon be going over there!
The cashier’s voice was full of resignation as the decision
was made. “That way,” she said!
“Date a blind man: It will give you a good feeling all over!”
Just another example of how Blind Barry Blomkamp takes his daily
frustrations and turns them into adventure and fun.
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